Real Sofia The First Amulet Novels & Stories

His eyes widen and for just a moment, he looks like he's seeing me clearly—really seeing the woman who stands before him instead of the broken creature he expects. "I, Sofia Homes, reject you, Andrew Grafton, as my mate and Alpha." The words ring with finality, carrying a power that makes every wolf in the room step back. Andrew staggers as if struck, his hand going to his chest. "Sofia, wait, you don't understand what you're doing—" "I understand perfectly." I'm already climbing the stairs, my voice carrying back to them. "I'm choosing myself for the first time in three years."

Her eyes glowed a fierce, haunting silver. Beneath the portrait, engraved into the frame: Luna Seraphina—the First Moonborn Queen Sofia stumbled back. “Queen? That can’t be real. That can’t be me.” I stepped beside her, my hand hovering near hers, wanting to comfort but not daring to touch. “It’s not you. It’s your predecessor.” Her voice broke. “Theo… she looks exactly like me.” “She’s your ancestor,” I said softly. “Moonborns aren’t myths. They were rulers. Symbols. Catalysts.”

With a rough tug, he forcibly stripped the Ossuary Signet from the mangled flesh. "You're nothing but an orphan with no name. The Rossi famiglia took you in out of pity. For 20 years, we fed you, clothed you, and sent you to the finest schools. As long as it makes Sofia happy, even your death would be worth it," he said. He held the blood-warmed ring and turned to Sofia. In an instant, his cold gaze melted into a tender expression. He wiped the ring carefully and slid it onto her finger. "Sofia, this is the symbol of the Rossi famiglia. Only you are worthy of wearing it."

I froze in shock then lifted my eyes to Rebecca in anger before folding the paper again " It's easy Amelia, leave Gale for me and I will give you your job back " She whispered and I looked up at her, I couldn't be surprised at all cause let's be serious. In this country power and money do the ruling. But I can't lower my self to beg like that especially now that I know am far richer than her, with a smile I replied words that I know won't allow her to sleep at night "You're far outdated Rebecca, am not that Amelia Rose that can beg any more but the one that's going to destroy every inch of you " And with that I turned to the other side and lay down.

Around her neck, the black diamond necklace gleamed harshly under the intense light, stinging my eyes. That necklace was once the token of the marriage alliance between Vincenzo and me. He had caressed the gem and promised he'd love me forever. But now, as his fingers lightly brushed the clasp on Sofia's neck, the tenderness in his eyes was something I had never seen in all our 12 years together. Sofia was dressed in the dark red silk gown he loved most, casting her eyes down with a soft smile in the salty sea breeze. She was every bit the picture of the family's Madre.

Yet, in return, he stole my blueprints, destroyed my original files, and treated me like a tool to curry favor with Sofia. Elio wept with such soul-crushing agony and eventually passed out, only to be carried back to the hospital. Sofia arrived as soon as she heard the news. When she saw how broken he looked, she pouted, clearly displeased. "You already cleared the game. I waited long enough, but I'm still here. It's time for us to go public, Elio." He didn't react. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around his wrist, trying to get his attention. "I've already submitted the blueprint you got for me, and I replaced the designer's name with mine."

she said “I could have,” he agreed, “but men like him don’t break easily when they’re the only ones at risk” It clicked then Her chest tightened “So you took me instead” “Yes” No hesitation Sofia let out a quiet breath, shaking her head slightly “So I’m leverage” “You’re effective leverage” She almost laughed “Ten million for leverage”. “You’re worth more to him than anything else he has” “That’s not saying much” He didn’t respond to that

“Don't do this” The witch doesn't care. I stare helplessly as Sofia gets closer to the cabin. Her eyes dart around while my name comes out of her mouth in desperate shouts. I scream her name. Scream as loud as I can. Nothing. She takes another step. The air flickers around her ankle. No. “No! SOFIA!” I shout again but my voice doesn’t carry through the ward. She steps fully into it and her whole body convulses under the spell then she collapses into the grass. The spell works like a weapon, engulfing her in it's dread.

SOFIA'S POV I stood, rage washing freely through me. There was no way what I just read was real, right? My blood? The more I pondered on it, the more confused I became. My hand reached for the shiny scroll again, pulling it open. My eyes scanned quickly through it in shock. “The rare gifted Wolf of Sofia is the only thing that can break the long standing Lycan curse,” the message read further. Now, I was entirely confused. I didn't have a wolf. How is it possible that my rare gifted Wolf is the one to cure Dane when I didn't even have to start it?

But whatever that was—it sure as hell felt like one. Real bonds are rare. Most modern alphas and betas pair with their omegas out of convenience, not fate. This wasn't want. It dug deeper. Primal. A need that settled in my chest before I could name it. Like she'd been carved from the same silence I've spent my life hiding in. And that means Cassian will feel it too when he meets her. The thought lands heavy. Cassian doesn't want an omega. His first instinct will be to push her away—to reject her before he even understands why.