Royal Blood Members Novels & Stories

He wondered how many other threats she faced daily that she discussed with such calm detachment. "The ceremony requires specific crystal goblets," Alexander added, his gaze moving to Luna Phoebe. "You will be expected to accept the first taste after I do, followed by Elizabeth. The twins, as members of the household but not royal blood, will observe but not participate." Another boundary is clearly drawn. Elliot noted the emerging pattern: the king consistently reinforced the distinction between blood royalty and marital connections. It was both protection for Elizabeth's position and a warning to the Talleys not to overstep.

Elder Drake asked, though his voice suggested he already knew. "Royal Lycan markers," Elder Sarah said. "The kind that haven't been seen in three hundred years. The kind that belonged to the royal family." Gasps erupted throughout the chamber. "That's impossible," someone shouted. "The royal family died out centuries ago!" "Apparently not," Elder Sarah said. She looked directly at Rosemary. "Luna Rosemary, according to your blood test, you are a direct descendant of the Lycan royal bloodline. Possibly the last surviving member."

As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, I tightened my grip around his arm slightly. As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, we were greeted by Alpha King Dominic’s steady gaze. He stood tall on the platform, his regal presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. The air in the grand hall buzzed with anticipation, the murmurs dying down as the crowd focused on the next moment—the blood oath. Alpha Dominic stepped forward, his voice strong and steady as he addressed the pack. “Tonight, we witness the formal induction of Mia as our Royal Beta, bound by loyalty to the pack, to our people, and to the future we strive to protect.”

But now, everything was finally making sense. "I believe you," I sighed. "But all of this is new, I don't know how to react to it." "That is very understandable. I've been meaning to tell you about it, but I couldn't find the right time to bring it up. But you needed to know, so I could not withdraw the information from you any longer." "But how," I murmured. "You should have suspected it once that you were royalty. You have four mates, meaning yours special and only special wolves with rare abilities are within the royal family and have royal blood flowing through them."

"Little ones, what you did today—the healing—it frightened the other children because they've never seen anything like it. But there's nothing wrong with you. In fact, it means you're very special." Carl wiped his nose. "Special how?" "Your healing ability is a sign of royal blood. The purest royal blood. It means you carry the strongest gifts of the Dark Hollows lineage." She looked at me. "Only direct descendants of the founding bloodline possess such power. It hasn't been seen in generations." Karin blinked. "We're royalty?" "You are the grandchildren of our last king and queen. The children of our princess." The elder smiled gently. "You are the future of Dark Hollows. And one day, you w

Something was amiss. "What's wrong?" I inquired. "We have a major problem," Danielle revealed. "What is it?" I asked. "Your father conveniently omitted a crucial detail when he persuaded both of you to assist," Danielle explained. "More like a substantial detail," Tony growled. "What detail?" I probed. "The royal family employs blood magic to safeguard all their assets," Danielle revealed. "What does that mean?" I asked. "It's similar to what we had at Wolf Bay," Billy chimed in. "Everything is locked unless you have royal blood."

The demon, who was looking bored, perked his head at the oldest Red Witch inquiry. Sayo clicked his tongue. “I can’t. I was a demon on death row. By your aura, I’m guessing it was you who was used as a medium to open the door. The King inherits the Royal Blood. The demon King only had one daughter so she must be his mother.” All eyes turned to Ambrose, who looked as cold as the glacier above them. “So he can close 'the gate' but how when we don’t even know where it is?” They were all contemplating when Valerie's eyes flickered between the King and the Princess. The King had the blood of the Royal Demons and the Princess had the blood of the Red Witch, though both of them were half-bloods.

If Adleigh’s mate was here tonight, that would make them nothing more than ecstatic, but they would just have to wait and see. If a royal dragon was mated to a dragon of non-royal blood, the royal bloodline would be most present in heirs. If Adleigh was to be fated mated to a yellow dragon, their children would still be blue dragons when shifted. The royal line always presented itself forth most. It was a good way to find mistresses and illegitimate heirs as well. The royal color would always be present. This also made it, so the line stayed clean. You couldn’t hide an illegitimate heir and if they did end up being a royal color, they also could stake a claim to the kingdom. Their color woul

The scents we emitted could also be masked with the spray we had on hand. Among the escapees in our group were two shadow walkers, four royal warriors, and my aunt was a were/witch and her mate, but there were not that many of us. There was also my baby brother who was only a couple of months old, as well as my nanny and her mate, who lived with us as well. There may be a reason why they were so concerned about me getting back later in my life to save the royal kingdom. Only people born with Alpha blood can inherit the throne, but for some strange reason my brother was not born with Alpha blood. In light of the fact that both of our parents were Alphas, this didn't make sense to me.

The brother of the father she had never known. Behind him came two royal enforcers—Guardians of the Crown. Ancient wolves, their ages impossible to guess, their bearing radiating the particular stillness of creatures who had seen centuries pass and would see centuries more. They were sworn to protect only one bloodline: the royal line that Luna had only recently discovered ran in her veins. The king ascended the steps with the unhurried confidence of someone who had never needed to rush. He stopped before Luna, close enough to study her, close enough for the family resemblance to be undeniable.