Palace 3: The Lost Daughter Novels & Stories

"Thank you for coming tonight. But tonight is not just a regular gala." He paused, his sharp eyes scanning the massive crowd, a proud smile forming on his lips. "Tonight, I officially introduce to all of North America my sole heir. My daughter, Aurora." The entire crowd gasped. "The Alpha King has a daughter?!" "Goddess, she is the future Alpha Queen!" Amidst the sea of shocked whispers, my father turned and reached his massive hand toward the backstage shadows. "Come out, my princess." I took a steadying breath, lifted the hem of my heavy dress, and slowly stepped out of the shadows.

A procession of somber figures in black filed in. At the forefront was a woman with silver-streaked hair, clutching a photo in a black frame. The girl in the picture beamed, her smile as bright as Evelyn's. "My daughter, Melody Rogers, was Frank's student, too," the woman's voice broke. "He conned her into stealing my credit card and transferring him thirty-four thousand five hundred bucks. Once he had the money, he dumped her. Overwhelmed, she jumped from a building last year. She was just nineteen."

No one at family banquets had ever truly met me, and even the heads of the major families didn’t know who actually controlled the Vittori empire from the shadows. Thanks to years of careful maintenance, I still looked like a woman in her early thirties. Even so, I never imagined my own daughter would mistake me for Valentina, the adopted girl. “Please…” Lea suddenly dropped to her knees in front of me, crying so hard her shoulders shook. “Just let me see Mother once. The second I meet her, I’ll leave. I swear I’ll never appear in front of you again. Please, Valentina. I only want to see my mother.”

The palace had been a beacon of hope, filled with laughter and celebration just days ago. Pearl had been skipping through these very halls, her eight-year-old giggles bouncing off the gilded walls as she chased butterflies in the garden. She was a pure light in a world that had already taken too much from me, only to get blown apart in a single, cowardly explosion that no one could explain. The peace of the realm and the palace that we had restored with blood and sacrifice had been snatched away again in the blink of an eye, right alongside my little girl. It felt like the universe itself was mocking us, dangling happiness only to yank it back with cruel hands.

Violet Everyone freezes seeing the position that Xavier has my mother in. He stands tall, a smug smirk on his face knowing that no one here is going to risk her life. My mother’s blue eyes find mine and they widen upon seeing me. Xavier’s eyes roam around the room, trying to assess the damage and when his eyes land on his daughter, still unconscious on the ground, his eyes narrow and he growls out, “Who?” Phoenix surprises me as he moves forward and states, “Me.” He pauses for a moment, looking at his father’s position and he crosses his arms as he asks, “Do you intend to hide behind that gun forever, father? Or will you fight like a real man?”

I pout, and a smirk sneaks onto her wickedly pretty face as she releases me from her grasp. We step into the palace, navigating the grand hallways with pristine white walls and matching pillars adorned with delicate flower vines. The floor-to-ceiling windows, crafted from only the finest Quasar glass, flood the space with ample light. Father would accept nothing but the best. He demands the best of everything, even the best son. A son I can never be because I will never be perfect. Sometimes, I find myself wishing Nerys were still alive—my older brother who perished in the Dragon Spire two winters ago.

I smiled, dropping it. “The Palace is extremely boring, noble sirs. I really don't mind playing this game with you if it's what you truly want. But keep in mind that I won't be the only one with a lot to lose. As you're targeting me, my target will be every one of your pretty daughters. Come on, don't look at me like that. It would be fun.” their faces looked like the exact picture of discomfort. They weren't expecting this act. *Keira.*

I want to be feared by many and they'll all meet me as the dangerous and ruthless tigress- a vaewolf that they should never mess up with or else hell will pay and their life will be mine. "Do you know where it is located?" I asked Carmen about the palace that my mother owns and she just nods he head as a sign that she knows it. "Then close your eyes and imagine the place. We will get there in no time," I told her and she again agreed to me. This is my decision and they know that can never mess with it whether they like it or not. I held the two of them and there I saw a dark palace surrounded by nothing but darkness. It seems so lonely and creepy. Just what I expected because of how that god

But as soon as he reached the courtyard, all his wishes came to an end seeing the pile of corpses scattered everywhere. All the servants had been killed and their corpses were scattered in a side. Beside those, there was a delicate little figure of a girl lying, drenching in rain. And near that little corpse, there was another slender figure lying in a pool of blood. He was too late. A sudden unbearable pain surged through his mind. He had failed his master again.He had failed to protect the young miss who was the living heiress of family. He had failed to protect the Lady Jiang who was carrying the unborn heir of the family.

Kai scoffed when he saw the girl's face when she turned around. "It's just the girl at the halls." He muttered. He tried to turn his gaze away, but the smile on her face wouldn't let him. Kai was perplexed as to why she appeared to be having so much fun washing so many clothes. She's a palace maid, virtually a slave, and she's this content? He has everything he could ever want, and he has never grinned so broadly. "What are you looking at?" "Nothing, let's go meet mother."