My Golden Blood Ep 1 Eng Sub Novels & Stories

The brief fight paved the way for some Ayruzians to gossip about Akshara and Dev, who stood behind Akshara. “Why our crown prince is defending that barmaid?” “Maybe she is his possession” “When they tested her virginity, they found the trace of golden blood in her.” “What’s that mean?” “Only two dragons have golden blood in the entire cosmos. One is his father, other is him. As you know about his father, it’s our crown prince’s golden blood. He has imprinted on her, probably.” “What?” “Can’t you see the human is marked as possession of our crown prince?”

retorted another voice while the crowd went into commotion. Papa held my hands firmly, I guess he had a sixth sense for danger. The first sound of gunshot sounded in the hall while silence rented the air. The victim slumped to the floor silently, the soldiers had acted, they had broke the conventional methodology of negotiation. There was a loud commotion, the incessant sound of gunshots, tears, shouts… The hall was painted red with such anguish. “Eze, hold on to me firmly” papa shouted sensing my fear. Papa was meticulous to study all the entrances, we cut across the other side of the hall and jumped through the window.

I rebutted not willing to agree to anything without know what it was that I was saying yes to. Richard let a soft smile creep onto his face. “It’s only a simple blood test, almost like a blood type test. All from the Alpha blood line of a pack, have an identifying mark in their blood that marks them to their specific pack. If you are truly the daughter of Alpha Hardin then a small drop of your blood should cause the liquid in this vile to turn gold.” He said pointing to a test tube rack with a single vile in it. The vile was half way filled with a colorless opaque liquid.

Blood from my nose had run past my lips and chin, smearing across my cheeks and ears. The front of my shirt had long since lost its original color. It was soaked through with blood. The pool beneath me had spread to Derrick’s shoes, sticky and dark. “Harriet?” Derrick’s voice trembled. He called my name again. “Harriet?” Mom had been celebrating Sheila’s safe return. When she saw Derrick storm toward the storage room, she followed him. The sight before her made her scream. She covered her mouth and staggered back a step. Dad had been comforting the frightened Sheila. After hearing the commotion, he rushed over as well.

The ink had faded, but I could still make out the words. “Golden Bloodline,” I read aloud. My pulse quickened. It described a rare line of werewolves—descendants of a long-lost Alpha clan. Their blood carried a dormant magic, able to purify even the darkest afflictions. One paragraph stood out: "The blood of the Golden may cleanse what cannot be cured. Wolfbane, shadow rot, cursed heat—all fall before its fire." My breath caught. This was it. Hope. But… there hadn’t been a Golden in over a century. Not since the Purge Wars.

He’ll discard her and find himself a new little toy. But there is the matter of her blood. If he turns her, he’ll have an endless supply and there is no way Baron will let someone like her go. She’ll be his own, private little fountain of pleasure. Golden blood makes us high. I’ve only had it once in my life, and I swore never again. The euphoria was intense, bordering on painful, and it lasted for hours. I woke up naked, covered in blood, surrounded by naked vampires and human corpses.

Might be an illusion or reality warp spell. The van stopped for a while and suddenly, we went down the steep hill. Eve was screaming, while Louise is clinging to my arm for dear life. I also heard masculine screams from the boys which made me lightly chuckle. The breathtakingly deadly hill was conquered and now we’re back on land. But I noticed that we weren’t moving forward, we were moving downward. “Guys, it’s quicksand,” Gab announced. “What?!” Eve shrieked. “Someone has to go out and levitate us!”

she asked, face pale with effort. "Much. Maya, there are over a hundred enemies out there, but only half are werewolves." Alpha Alric's voice boomed across the clearing: "You have violated our territory and threatened pack members. You have ten seconds to leave before we remove you by force." The massive wolf shifted to human form—a tall man with silver hair and battle scars. His presence was like a black hole of negative energy. When he spoke, his voice sounded hollow, wrong. "I am Kane, Alpha of the Shadowbloods," he announced, making every Moonveil wolf recoil. "I come for the Golden Wolf, the heir of Waning Moon, the child who should have died eighteen years ago. Surrender her, and your

Theo nodded, "Ruby is still in solid form. Compared to me, I think she can still last a few days." Mars said, "You're bleeding." I said in shock, "It's the first time I'm seeing Goldren blood." I moved to Theo and I touched his blood. It was a molten red, just like his skin, and his blood scorched my finger. "Ouch. Why didn't you warn me your blood burns?" Theo chuckled darkly, "I just wanted you to feel how lethal my blood is without saying a word." I told him, "Anyways, go to the lake now. Mars and I will handle things here."

"You might want to check her ankles before you mate her on the floor. The guards aren't the only ones who brought silver into the Bloodmoon fortress tonight." Killian’s eyes snapped down to my feet. In the rush to play the victim earlier, I had let the broken glass cut my knee. But now, under his lethal gaze, the fresh blood dripping down my leg wasn't just red. Where the rogue's silver scent filled the air, my hybrid blood was reacting—turning a dark, shimmering, undeniable gold against the grey dirt of the cell floor. Killian froze, his breath catching as he stared at the golden blood. The truth was staring him right in the face.