Solo Sikoa Bloodline Novels & Stories

DAMIAN Soren sat across from us and took his time before speaking, which I respected. Raze had been watching him carefully since he arrived. "Victor's plan has two parts," Soren said finally. "Most people only know the first one. The legal challenge, the secondary bond claim, the hunter network. That's the visible part." "And the second part?" I asked. Soren looked at Aria. "Cael Maren's bloodline carries more than hybrid strength," he said. "More than power or control or anything Mara already explained to you." He paused briefly. "Cael discovered it three months before he died. He told only one person."

On the night her pack's alpha publicly rejects her for another woman, Seraphina Vale expects humiliation. She doesn't expect a death sentence. Stripped of her mate bond and left without protection, Sera watches Kael Draven name Isolde Kane his true Luna in front of the entire pack, and within hours, Isolde has convinced Blackthorn's elders that a rejected mate with no rank and no defender is nothing but a liability. Bound and dragged into the forest to be killed on her own alpha's order, Sera expects that to be the end of her story. Instead, a stranger cuts down her executioners without hesitation and claims her before she can say a single word in protest. Lucian Voss, alpha of a rival famil

holding up a paw to prove her point, Brody was stopped dead in his tracks. "What is this? This isn't your aura? You're one of Singularis's freaky family members! I told Hyunjin this should have been his job." Brody huffed. "Let's go inside and see which of your friends we have caught." Shunee smiled, Brody floating helplessly behind her. Soul Wolves were on another level, family of the Singularis Line. Shunee's mother was an Alpha Soul, her father, a Beta Omega, the only one in existence. She's been a freak since birth.

I wanted to have the blood drawn and ready for the next full moon because, honestly, I can’t guarantee Sakina will still be alive by then. “Just to clarify. Must it be Sakina’s blood? Is it because her blood was used in the binding?” I asked. “The blood must be of a parent. And well, obviously, Sakina is the only option.” Sarael frowned. I frowned as well, thinking of the poor male Sakina violated for her own twisted experiment. “I see. Very well. Is my plan suitable for you?” I asked.

"Your mother was from an ancient bloodline. One of the original wolf lineages. The kind that carries traits that skip generations and surface when—" "When what?" Sophia looked at her with an expression that was equal parts excitement and genuine worry. "When they encounter the wolf they were always destined to bond with," she said. "Liora, the bloodline your mother carried — it's called the Fenrir line. The original line." She paused. "And women from that line don't bond like normal Omegas. Their wolf doesn't just fade when a bond breaks." She held her gaze. "It transforms. It goes dormant until the right bond presents itself. And when it does—" "What happens?" Liora said. "The ritual tonigh

“Failsafe override engaged. Swarm 2.0 manual trigger accepted. Targeting: all non-Kuznetsov Volkov markers. Activation in sixty seconds.” My blood froze. The heir lock I’d thought it unbreakable. But Mikhail held up a vial small, crimson. “Your sister’s blood. Sofia Marino. Collected before her unfortunate end. Enough to spoof the system. The swarm recognizes her lineage. And through her… you.” Sofia’s final betrayal or her final gift? She’d left her blood somewhere Mikhail could find it. Insurance. Or mercy. The countdown began on every screen: 59… 58…

But before he could dwell in the victory Saul put him in another situation. “Liam was stating he has a boss. Was he meaning Sherlock Hanes? And what about the Memorial diamond story that he stated? He told me his boss is after Sophia because she belongs to a rare blood group. How could B positive be a rear blood group? That's hers and I have seen so many people in my own gang with the same group. He told me, the people belonging to this group are cremated and a synthetic diamond is produced from their dead bodies which is ten times costlier than a normal diamond.”

With one suck of breath, she sliced her palm open and placed it above his lip to let the blood drop into his mouth. “Cassian,” she jerked him lightly after she had given him what she felt should be enough, but he didn’t come into full consciousness. Worried, she moved her eyes to where he had been shot and looked closely at it. She trailed her fingers over the root-like tattoo on his arm, the one caused by her, and she knew it was what connected them…at least in some way. She wondered if there was a way to reverse it. Rather than him bearing the pain, would it be possible for her to take them instead?

“That’s truly shameful, more so than a surname ever could be.” “Really?” he snapped. “So you think a pack trying to protect themselves by removing someone with an infamous past, is worse than having the same infamous surname as two different known killers? Really?” “You’re shaming me!” I exclaimed at him. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Aren’t I your mate? Aren’t you supposed to, oh, trust me?! What could I ever do to you?” There was a beat of silence. “Your father never killed his alpha, only his beta.”

"You think I care about the puzzle? I didn’t ask for this chaos. My focus should be on leading my pack, not on babysitting a hybrid with unknown ties!" "Is that what you think it is? Babysitting?" Qwin challenged, her voice rising slightly. "Irwin is the only hybrid connected to our Bloodlines Dorian. You cannot dismiss her so easily." The weight of her words settled heavily in the air. Dorian took a step back, the implications of Qwin’s statement crashing over him like a wave. "What are you saying, Grandmother?" "Yes," Qwin replied, her tone now measured, almost conspiratorial. " You made that decision when you refused full blooded wolf that wanted you."