Selena Legacy Novels & Stories

“I secured destiny.” She glanced across the ballroom where Kael stood elevated by attention, adored by a room that believed him unstoppable. Pride settled comfortably in her chest. This was what triumph felt like. Elsewhere, Eveline’s voice carried again. “We raised him for this world,” she said. “Every step was intentional.” “And there was never any doubt,” Selene added. “He is our legacy.” There was no mention of any other name. The past remained erased. Laughter rose higher. The music quickened. The celebration spun on, louder, brighter—almost reckless.

It seemed the universe had a way of removing the people I loved. First Sebastian with the accusations, now my father and his death. Who was next? My stuffed rabbit? I let out a short bitter laugh, the rage rising within me. That sound drew the attention of Helena and Camille. ‘Are you laughing, Liora?’ Helena turned to me, her eyes red from crying. I ignored her, because I didn’t know what hurtful words my anger would prompt me to say. ‘Of course she is,’ Camille said. ‘Father left most of the company shares to her, remember? Who knows what else she must benefit from him after his death?’

she shrieks. “Selena, they won’t,” Mother says calmly, reaching over and taking Selena’s hand. “You’re a hybrid, sweetie, and Malachi’s granddaughter. They’ll respect you like they respect him. And Elara’s right, the Council will never find us there. Even if they do, they can’t touch us.” “I hate all of this,” Selena pouts. “I’m turning eighteen in three months, and with this new war, there will be no mating ceremony, and I’ll die alone.”

Chapter 43 SELENA/AIDA PART ONE FABIANS POV I was having a conversation with a few other pack members outside the home while we were making the bond fire that we had agreed to make. We did this every year on the same night that Selena passed away to honor her memory and keep her legacy alive. While we were reminiscing about Selena, we suddenly caught a whiff of her signature aroma. Everyone turned their attention to me as if to inquire whether or not I had detected the same thing they had. I continued to rush in the direction of the scent, and as I arrived at Selena's cemetery, I noticed Lucifer standing there looking at her grave, and the scent of Selena was stronger here, as if she were ac

I explained, finding it odd that I was actually able to speak of her. "Then what happened to Selena?" Leah pushed. "No one knows." Ian responded as I opened my mouth to explain the same. "After the thousand-year war, Selena disappeared from the face of the earth. No one has heard of her since." "Has Kelvin mentioned anything about her to you?" Leah asked. "You seem to be quite close to him." "She was killed." I responded. "During the war, the wolves managed to trap and hang her. But she was also supposed to have left a curse on this world. "

She had her grandmother’s keen eyes and her mother’s calm grace. “It’s strange,” Sela said, her voice soft. “I never knew the first Sela, or Leo, or Arin. I never knew the original Loom. But I feel like I know their song. It’s the baseline, the hum underneath everything else.” Kael nodded. “That’s how a legacy truly lives. Not as a monument you visit, but as the air you breathe.”

I didn't want to believe them or see what was right in front of me. But deep down, I knew. Selena was reckless and careless, and I let it slide because I was using her as an escape. But she wasn't worth it. She never could have been what Lila was. Lila was pregnant, finally. Selena and I hadn't been careful, but there had been no consequences. Thank fucking god. I started to realize... Selena didn't want to be Luna. Not in any real sense. She didn't care about the legacy, about the responsibilities of the pack. She wasn't interested in that life.

“Imelda!” I heard Janet call out to someone. “She’s deep asleep. Let’s get started.” I heard footsteps before someone, possibly Imelda, walked into the bedroom. For a moment, there was silence and I couldn’t help but think that they were staring at me. It was starting to get hard, pretending to be asleep. I didn’t know what they were doing, and I felt as if I was in danger. “She said something about losing her memories. I think we need to ask Salem about the moonshade bloom she uses. The last thing we want is Zara suspecting anything,” Janet said, her voice getting louder as she got closer to me.

Her face wore a smile that belonged to a madwoman enjoying her favorite music. “Aurelia,” she cooed softly, “you are awake. Good. I was hoping to handle your paperwork before the drug wore off.” My teeth grit. “What have you done?” Selena ignored the question. She clutched a clipboard, flipping a page with her fingertip. “Prime breeding capability. Strong genetic line. Fertile. Already proven to conceive royal heirs.” My jaw clenched so tightly I heard a muscle pop. She was listing me like livestock. “Fuck you.”

A promise that Selena will sure as hell fulfill ---