Novel & Cerita Mal's Hair In Descendants 2

My forehead knotted as my heart had skipped a beat at the idea that crossed in my head. Cielo smiled at me, and then shook her head. “Back in Regulus and the three kingdoms, icy-blonde is considered a unique trait of female Xerxes. If a female has a hair like yours but didn't grow up in Regulus or the three kingdoms, it's most likely that she is a long-lost member of the family. A bastard, but still part of the family.” Cielo stopped raking my hair and looked me in the eye.

“But here’s the interesting part, she refused to drop her family’s name. Their sons were still recorded as Lucian and Liam Lockwood. That means the bloodline didn’t fade out with her.” Her tone shifted, becoming more urgent, “And guess what I found about Lucian…” My heart skipped a beat. “What?” “Lucian and Liam Lockwood were hunters just like their mother, but the line that ties directly to your mother comes from Lucian. Each generation after him carried only a single heir… until now.” Vanya’s jaw tightened as she looked at me. “Which makes you, Earis… a direct descendant of Elena Lockwood,” I had barely swallowed that information before her phone rang. She grabbed it immediately, smiling.

Just enough to be certain Jem could hear him clearly. “I don’t expect you to,” Dante replied. “But I need you to listen to me carefully.” Jem’s eyes lifted. Dante continued, his voice steady but deliberate. “The marriage ceremony does not erase your bloodline, Jem. It completes it.” Jem frowned slightly, confusion returning. Dante didn’t stop. “The Malik line does not disappear when the curse breaks,” he said. “It becomes the foundation of whatever comes next. You are not conditional. You are not temporary. You are co-heir—permanently.”

With wavy chin-length brown hair, he was proud of his appearance and still caught the eye of many women, even though he was married or in wolf language; mated. He met my mother on a hunt when they were both only 18 years old. She was from a neighboring pack when he caught her scent across the border. Many moons later, they were mated and had me. Ayla, their one and only daughter. I get that I must have got my blue eye genes from my Mom but silver hair? Mom and Papa both have brown hair, with the latter's darker in shade. Never mind! It's just some blessing in disguise.

’ ‘What do you mean I’m… WE are descendants of Andra and Anu? ‘You didn’t know that?’ ‘Really? If I did do you think I would be surprised?’ ‘I guess not. Well, yeah Andra and Anu had pups before the coronation. We are descended from the oldest. The first female Alpha.’ ‘HOLY SHAT! Are you ser-‘

“So, killing him was a good call? If he was alive, all this would have been close to impossible!” “But with your power ………” “My power is not even close, even if I had gone full power, it would have been futile. The chief had enough power to level a whole continent!” “I see, but if I may ask, who is this Mukura person you are talking about? Because last I checked, Tofireyi had two daughters, the first born named Monalisa and the second one her name is Divine. Born from different mothers.” “Different mothers?” “Yes, Monalisa was given birth to by Takada and Divine by the Alabaster Weald ruler, The White witch queen, Genteel.”

I let out a growl. ‘Magnus, you’ve shifted?’ Dad says. ‘And he is pure white like my wolf.’ Mum says, stunned. ‘Have you ever seen a white male Alpha before?’ dad asks mum. ‘No, but like me, he is a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess. Perhaps my grandfather was a white wolf or a grandfather before him, or he could be the first pure white alpha wolf to exist? But either way, the Moon Goddess has bestowed this on him.’ Mum smiles. ‘You are so beautiful, my son.’ She says and hugs me.

He couldn't have stayed away if he tried. "Kellan," I said. "Come look at your daughter's hair." Kellan crossed to Bastian's side and looked down at the girl. Her silver-blond wisps were unmistakable. Kellan's coloring, passed down through whatever mysterious magic governed werewolf genetics. His hand lifted and hovered over her head, and through the second bond I felt his composure crack. "She has my hair," Kellan said, and his voice was barely a whisper. "She has your stubbornness too. I can already tell."

“Um, yes, I guess you could say, -“ I interrupted the old bald guy, “So who is to say Percy won’t be able to do just as well as his father?” “Alpha Rutherford’s chosen mate was not a direct descendant of an alpha, as you are,” Beardie said. I smirked, “oh, so it’s about strong genes. Not about the Moon Goddess. Thank you for the clarification. You do realize my grandmother was human when she gave birth to my mother? So as far as genes go, perhaps you might want to reconsider…”

My mother's death after childbirth left him believing that I was cursed. He wasn't the only one who believed that I was cursed. The entire pack believed that I was also cursed because of the unique markings on my nape and the peculiar features of my hair. Although the majority of my hair was black, a few strands in the front were naturally white. Even I was curious as to why I was born with those features. "Explain to me why you are against marrying him! Simply tell me, you fool!" "Dad, I can't. I'm much younger than him. We're all aware that he's merely an elderly man seeking pleasure from me. I'm only thirteen and I'm keeping myself for my mate!" I scooted backwards and protested, wiping m