Mal Descendants Gif Novels & Stories

"Ethan and Arnold, your lineage is more significant than you know. You are the true heirs to the throne of the entire werewolf kingdom. Your reign is the key to restoring lasting peace." A collective gasp echoes through the hall. Ethan and Arnold look stunned, and their eyes widen in shock. I feel a rush of relief and a sense of rightness. Deep down, I’ve always known that they were destined for greatness, but hearing it confirmed is overwhelming. "How can this be?" Arnold asks, his voice shaking slightly. Seraphina smiles gently. "Your bloodline carries the legacy of our ancestors, a lineage that has been hidden to protect you until the time was right."

He grinned, and Ashere clinked her glass with his, her smile as tight as a drum. "Don't pop the champagne yet, Abee." she said. “Malik won’t die easily. “Malik isn’t just going to roll over and die. The guy can’t be killed unless it’s by a descendant of a moon priestess. And as far as I know, they are the only descendants left. And now they’re joined at the hip. How exactly are we supposed to get rid of him?” In the corner, Ange sat quietly, her gaze fixed on her father with an unreadable expression. Alpha Abee gave her a paternal smile, raising his glass toward her.