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“Answer me. Is this what you want too?” He avoided my eyes at first. His hand tightened around the arm of the sofa, and for a moment he actually looked uneasy. Then he said in a low voice, “Selene is carrying a pup. The pack needs an heir. Once the child is born, I can make arrangements. We can still be together afterward.” He wanted me to step aside, let another woman bear his supposed heir, and then wait until he decided to come back to me. Selene lowered her eyes and rested one hand on her stomach, looking every bit the wronged, delicate she-wolf.

“The Virell name does not attract small enemies.” Seraphina swallowed. “I didn’t ask for this.” “No one ever does.” Helena folded her hands. “But now that you’re here, survival depends on understanding your position.” “And what position is that?” Seraphina asked quietly. Helena’s gaze sharpened. “You are no longer invisible.” The words sank deep. “You are carrying the heir to an empire built over generations. That child represents continuity, power, and influence.” “I just want a healthy baby,” Seraphina whispered.

answered Blake, who kept his eyes straight, looking at the wall across where he stood. Then, at least look at her when saying those words. Alise was about to cry, and she didn’t want any of them to see her. Alise didn’t want them to think she was ungrateful and such. But none of them thought of her that way. They knew she was just lost. “Then what am I supposed to do now?” Her voice wavered. “To ensure your protection, we’ll announce that the family’s heir is back. These seven boys have been trained for years and dedicated their lives to you. You’ll be attending Prestigious Academy. There, you will learn various things.”

But when he turned toward the door, his secretary rushed in. "Mr. Velmore—" she said breathlessly. "There's more." Lucian stiffened. "What is it now?" "A tabloid is releasing an exclusive tomorrow. Mirana gave them an interview." His stomach dropped. "They're calling it 'The Heir Before the Heiress.' She's naming you publicly. Photos. Details. The whole thing." Lucian's blood ran cold. And for the first time in a long while, Lucian Velmore—the untouchable billionaire—felt helpless.

What's wrong with your stupid brain, huh? Anna tried to straighten out the situation even though she couldn't control her emotions. 'Tch, you're still denying it. Why? Do you think I can't do it huh? You know it so well that I'm the heir to the Lawson group. You can get all the wealth that I will have once you become mine. So, you just submit to me and don't need much resistance to become mine.' Anna could only continue to stare and look for where all of Liam's crazy thoughts were coming from. Until... 'So tell me, how much would I have to give you, so I have a fucking night with you tonight?'

“A woman wore it as a pendant. When she touched me, her hand was warm, but inside… it burned. The touch was not of this world.” I did not hesitate. With one motion, I broke the seal, the chains falling onto the table with a metallic clang. The book groaned as its pages surrendered, and on the very first leaf, crimson ink blazed: House Aetherwyn: Bloodline of the Celestial Lights. At Nyra’s nearness, hidden script shimmered into view beneath: The last heir. The child who had to be hidden. The one who changed too early, whose mother was exiled. The blood… remembers.

"I've seen that boy." My heart began to pound. "Where?" Adrian swallowed. "In the records of one of my companies." Kael stepped forward. "What records?" Adrian looked at him. "The boy wasn't listed as a person." He glanced down at the photograph again. "He was listed as an asset." The chamber fell silent. Then Adrian looked directly at me. "Serena…" His voice broke. "I think the first heir is my father." My entire body went cold. Kael stared at him. Nadia stopped breathing. And somewhere beneath the Blackwood territory, something enormous struck the earth. Once. Twice. Then the entire council chamber began to shake.

Before Her Heir. Sienna’s breath caught. “Her Heir,” she whispered. Harvey’s face paled. “No. No, Sienna, you don’t understand. It’s not just about the bloodline. It’s what you’re meant to do with it. You’re not just the heir... you are the one who will either break the curse or become its next victim.” Sienna looked at the journal again, her heart racing. The final words echoed in her mind like a haunting refrain: Her Heir. Her destiny had just been laid bare before her, and she had no idea how to stop the storm that was about to break.

"I can't be this person. I am unable to inherit darkness. Still holding the book tightly, I collapsed to my knees. I felt as though I was being choked by the weight of the truth. I had trouble breathing, and my heart was beating. How is this possible? How could such evil power be linked to my lineage? In my head, the words on the pages danced, echoing and repeating. I was the Shadow Heir. I was more than just a First Kingdom descendant. I was the heir to the exiled one, the one doomed to conceal themselves in the shadows. According to the book, the kingdom would rise again when the powers of the shadow returned, but this time, the person who had fallen into darkness would rule it.

He holds my gaze and challenges every reason my brain comes up with that he’s here with me tonight for any reason other than he wants to be with me. “So, you’re not a choice of successor. You’re an heir,” he says slowly, as if trying to comprehend what I’m saying. “I’m not just AN heir, Benedict. I’m THE heir,” I say quietly. “What do you mean?” “When my grandfather met my grandmother, his fated mate, he didn’t accept her. He didn't realize that she had Alpha blood. You know how second sons become Betas and second sons of Betas become Gammas, etc?” I ask.