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Just reached over, brushing a wet strand of hair behind her ear. “They took it,” he said finally. Quiet. Devastated. Savannah closed her eyes. “Weren’t we supposed to hold truth in our hands?” Outside, the world blurred into smears of gold and black. Streetlamps became ghosts on the windshield. Her voice trembled now, stripped bare: “Legacy… legacy isn’t serum or names. It’s memory. That’s all we ever had.” Lightning clawed the skyline, revealing scars and scaffolds. Thunder stitched the world together for one aching breath.

Sebastian stood in order to try to feel more comfortable. “Yeah, that’s what your grandpa said as well. The old man is still living in the past! Do you know that he has forbidden the use of mobile phones? Or the use of internet? I’m stuck trying to explain this to the pack members that need it for school, or work.”, Adam complained. Sebastian was surprised at his admission.

Wyatt POV “Come on, man, it’s not rocket science,” Jagger says, and I roll my eyes as I listen to the bickering coming through the earpiece I am wearing. “Yeah, fuck you, come and do it yourself then,” Dash lets out in frustration and I can’t help but take an exasperated breath. They are my best friends and twins. We grew up together, and we went to a university in England. They spent their time sleeping around while I took my education seriously. Sleeping around was never a priority for me.

“I was actually going to suggest we do this together. I want you to feel confident in your role here, Elena. This is your legacy.” The word “legacy” made my stomach churn. I’d spent most of my life working part-time jobs, struggling to make ends meet, and barely scraping by. This world of wealth and power was foreign to me, and no matter how much Adrian reassured me, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I didn’t belong. --- Later that day, I decided to take a break from the estate’s endless demands. I wanted to do something special for Adrian, to thank him for standing by me through everything.

“Always.” Because some legacies aren’t just built—they’re defended with unbreakable strength.

But I can see the tension in his shoulders, the way his jaw clenches every now and then. “Still holdin’ onto some shit about your brother?” I ask, keeping my tone casual. Legion glances at me, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Legacy’s lost himself. Whatever he’s gotten involved in, it’s not about family anymore. He used to care, but now? Now he’s wrapped up in this… this need for power. And he’s willing to burn everything down to get it.” I grunt in acknowledgment, but my thoughts keep drifting to Zane. The name is like a knife twisting in my gut, but I don’t let it show on my face. I’ve gotten real good at hiding that kind of pain.

While forming Carodia and creating the first wolves called legacies, Tuiren states here that she had regrets. She knew her gifted wolves will rise against her later on and so she made bloodlines and a clan of silver wolves to be their worst enemy. "Do you see it now?" Wendy asks, moments later. She knows I've picked the right book for a start. I run my fingers over the Celtic symbols of fire and water imprinted on a page. Tuiren had used these for her creations and that was why each legacy could control either of the elements. "A legacy is not the most powerful wolf alive. I am." I breathe the last words out. The realization shocks me. It's like Tuiren made my kind as a check on the first wo

They had each other. They had legacy. They still had us.

"He knew we'd be called back to fight." "Your father is a smart man," I said. "Was," Tessa corrected me. "He passed away last year." "Cancer," Anissa whispered, glancing down at her hands. Silence hung heavily after their words. "I'm sorry," I said, unable to think of anything better to say. Tessa shook her head. "He's not suffering anymore. That's all that matters." Avery took my hand. Hunter shifted his weight, causing the floorboards to squeak.

“I need to leave, we don’t have anything left here to do.” “So we are safe and we would not need to do anything again?” I asked her and she nodded. “All that is left is for our legacies to realize their fate.” Themis said absentmindedly before she smiled at me, her attention coming back to her surroundings. “But that will be a long time for now seeing that the Legacies are not yet born.”