Stolen Heirloom Botw Novels & Stories

I managed to gasp. “You heard me perfectly,” Abigail continued as she pointed an accusatory finger directly at me. “That pendant is a precious family heirloom that belongs exclusively to the royal bloodline of the Oakshadow Pack. You stole it because you were consumed with jealousy that I possessed such a valuable and meaningful item while you had nothing.” “That’s completely and utterly false,” I protested, finding my voice despite my shock. “I’ve had that necklace since I was a baby. My mother found me wearing it when she adopted me—”

Maya was with her, human and vulnerable but fierce in the way only mothers could be. And out there in the wilderness, a thing that had lived for over a century—a thing that had twisted itself into something unnatural in its quest for power—was moving toward them with singular purpose. The rogue's words echoed in his mind: Your daughter is the final piece. Whatever Vargr had started all those years ago, whatever monstrous transformation he'd begun and failed to complete, Ivy was the key to finishing it. Alec's hands curled into fists. He would burn the world before he let that happen.

an older maid asked tremulously, summoning her courage. Celeste strolled out casually, arms crossed with the arrogance of a conqueror: "What else could it be? This new assistant the Alpha hired is a thief. She dared to steal the Alpha's treasured necklace! I caught her in the act! I'm teaching her a lesson she won't forget!" I had already been tortured to the point of barely clinging to life. Hearing her accusations, I realized the "stolen item" she referred to must be the crystal necklace. This necklace was our mother's legacy, her family heirloom.

"That's enough!" Derek suddenly yelled, glaring at me with pure contempt. "Let me tell you the truth—I'm the heir of the Astor family. When my parents get here tomorrow, forget a few dozen—I could give you hundreds! Thousands! You're nothing but a pathetic loser. Who are you to humiliate me?" With that, he shoved past me and ran out. Estelle's face darkened as she snapped at me, "Happy now? You really did hit your head. Now nobody's happy. Just pack your things and come with me!"

"So he stole a special concoction and took the herbalist away. What's that special concoction?" "It's a secret." I nodded. "I don't get it, though. Why is the herbalist so important to you? You want the concoction, but this herbalist seems to bother you. She's human, right?" "Yes, the thief and the herbalists are both humans." "You have to defeat the thief. Find him at all costs. He owns a huge crossbow and is dressed in a thick, black tunic. He leaps on the canopies with no difficulty and is truly hard to catch. I provide you with the best weapons to slay him-"

Lyra looked at me breathlessly and mouthed thanks. I turned just in time to feel my clothes shift strangely. Something was wrong. Something was missing. I looked down, the relic was gone. My heart dropped into my stomach. “No,” I whispered. “Where the fuck is the relic.” I frantically scanned the chaos. Then I saw a rogue sprinting through the forest with something glowing in his hand. The relic. He had stolen it. I immediately ran after him. “KAEL!” I screamed. “HE TOOK IT!”

Liam questioned and I sighed. “Exactly my point.” I replied. Every member of my family held a disgusted look on their faces. Even Ryker, who had been quiet all through, looked irritated. “Remember we’ve told you you could sell the heirloom. It’s worth a lot and it could help you pay off the debt.” Mom reminded me. Right the heirloom…. I had actually forgotten about it. “What heirloom?” Liam asked in confusion. “We have an ancestral heirloom that’s been passed on from generations to generations. It’s the MoonStone Pack heirloom.”

Jack demanded. Suddenly there was a bright light coming from both Lucy and me. I held out the HILT which was bright together with the straight sliver necklace that Lucy held. Together these two pieces became a sword falling straight to the ground. I quickly picked it up. It was warm. I pointed it at her. “What is the last heirloom?” “Why would I be stupid enough to tell you? You hold his weak child” With that she pushed Lucian off her. I thought so hard. What could it possibly be?

Few were surprised. “You are accused of theft of the pack heirloom,” he went on in a louder voice. "An object attached to the alpha's blood. A talisman enshrined in pack law and family honor.” My stomach tried to punch a hole through my rib cage. What the hell? I shook my head as the chains clinked against each other. “I didn't, I don't even know where it is.” My voice was swallowed by the wind before it hit the air. Elder Marrow didn't stop. He simply didn't care. His eyes were ablaze. "You stole it on the night of the massacre. You kept it safe, in the hope you could exchange the memory of your family for a taste of forbidden magic."

I walked back toward my desk and picked up the necklace. The sapphire gleamed under the sunlight pouring through the window. It was beautiful. Even I had to admit that. But beauty didn’t change the truth. “This necklace doesn’t magically make that rogue important,” I said. I placed it back down on the desk. “He’s still a thief, and a theif he will remain.” My father didn’t look convinced. “There is something strange about this situation,” he murmured. “What’s strange about it?” I asked. “A royal heirloom appearing in a small pack territory.” he explained quietly, his brows furrowed as if he were in deep thoughts.