Novel & Cerita Snow White's Daughter In Descendants

I chipped. "Like Zelta, whose great grandmother is a witch, she must be from the descendant of the escaped Ñyora. Maybe from her father, or her mother, we can't say now. But what we're sure of is that the Ñyora wolf chose to manifested itself in her generation. It chose her." Drogo explained. "That's logical!" Mother appraised.

I asked hopefully. “Yes.” My dad said simply. I couldn’t tell if he was saying he knew the answer to my question or if the answer to the question was yes. “What do you—“ I started. “I’m saying ‘yes’, the pack is a direct descendant of Fenrir. But you already knew that.” My dad said definitively. No doubt he’d seen the memory of me reading mystic moon’s legends this morning. “Jade’s wolf seems to be enhanced to me, which raised several questions about Mystic Moon and Uncle Matthew and Aunt Eliza.” I explained.

"I have already given an Alpha order to not say another word." "Thank you." I breathed relief. Xavier nodded and continued. "Dave found some interesting information last night," he said, turning his attention to Dave, sitting with papers in his hands. The dark-headed wolf lifted his gaze toward me, his green eyes sparkling out of delight at his discovery. "Your mate, Alpha Black, is a descendant from the snow wolf line, on his father's side," he said. "His mother's history is a bit bleak, but we can trace it to a certain point."

A tiny line of red blood instantly trickled down his skin, staining the collar of his flannel shirt. Dad, I screamed, my voice cracking as I slammed my hands against the plastic barrier of the rink. Richard looked directly at me, his smile widening into a monstrous grin. Here is the deal, little girl. You are the last living descendant of the Silver Falls Healers. Your pure blood is the final key to unlocking this relic’s true power forever. He pressed the knife a little deeper into my dad's skin. My dad let out a weak, painful groan, his eyes fluttering open for a split second as he looked at me in pure agony.

I was about to step up to the angry old man when Chance pulled me back behind himself and glared down at the blonde elf. "Skye may not be a full blood but her pedigree is more than adequate. She doesn't have the insanity that ran through your blood or that of your son's that was passed onto your great grandson Luric. The Alfheim throne needs fresh blood and Skye and I have already created the first descendant and we shall create several more," Chance said forcefully and brushed his knuckles down my cheek. I mouthed that I loved him and he smiled back at me.

I let out a growl. ‘Magnus, you’ve shifted?’ Dad says. ‘And he is pure white like my wolf.’ Mum says, stunned. ‘Have you ever seen a white male Alpha before?’ dad asks mum. ‘No, but like me, he is a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess. Perhaps my grandfather was a white wolf or a grandfather before him, or he could be the first pure white alpha wolf to exist? But either way, the Moon Goddess has bestowed this on him.’ Mum smiles. ‘You are so beautiful, my son.’ She says and hugs me.

she exhaled my name softly, "No one knows this, but I am a direct descendant of Calandus... I am the daughter of Alpha Nelfas." The world tilted too slowly at this point, and I didn't understand what she was saying for a moment. Wasn't she Amelia's great-granddaughter from a different paternal lineage that had absolutely nothing to do with Calandus? "No," I breathed, shaking my head, my body rigid. "No, that's not—"

Chapter 6 - Princess Rogue Walking into the ball room with my father slightly ahead, I scan the crowd of fancily dressed dignitaries from around the globe. Werewolves stare back at us, bowing or curtsying to their King and Princess and I internally roll my eyes. Sadly, today their respect for me will be gone. A runt that rules the werewolf world is not the ideal future ruler. My eyes scan the room until I find who I am looking for. Geminie Starlight with her mate Ariven and daughter Destiny. My distant cousin and next heir for the throne. Walking down the elegant steps, I make my way to where she stands as a light catches the necklace she is wearing – a snowflake shaped moon stone. Her prism

"I waited until the time was right. Until your mates were born and returned to curse them." "Oh, and as for how you are my descendant," she added, her voice not shaky anymore and confident. "I had a child, remember? Your father is from the Crescent Pack. He is my descendant. While your mother came from the Noxian Pack... the one that went extinct, and later joined the Crescent Pack. That's how you came to be." "The witch trait was lost in the bloodline... until you," she said to Kira, a strange admiration in her voice. "You are the only one who inherited it. A hybrid. First of your kind."

I asked here because it only provided basic information. Gen grinned. "The love story of King Yuan and Queen Snow. No one will not be moved by the two of them because only Queen Snow was able to melt the frozen heart of King Yuan. And everyone witnessed how the king love his queen and no one can match that, especially when their son, King Skylar, Cayden's father, came, they became happier... King Skylar inherited Queen Snow's behavior even though he looks like King Yuan. And now with Cayden, who inherited She looks like Queen Snow because she doesn't have white hair like King Yuan, but her facial features are a bit different, but her personality is inherited from her grandfather." Gen. frown