The Heir I Refused To Bear Novels & Stories

He pulled out slowly and spilled himself across my face. "How does it feel," he said, chest heaving, looking down at me with those cold eyes, "knowing the seed that'll bear your heir just marked your face?" I wiped my cheek slowly with the back of my hand and stood. "You?" The contempt in my voice was real. "An ordinary omega bear my heir." I looked him over with deliberate dismissal. "You're good for nothing. I won't watch you stain my lineage with your filth." Something shifted behind his eyes.

Mr Pierre was talking to someone behind the door, his voice loud. Curious, I carefully strolled closer to the door, standing beside it. “You will do exactly as I have ordered you," Mr Pierre said, his tone sharp and firm. It was an order—one that left no room for argument. “I will not," the second voice said, deep and firm. It was unmistakably Conrad's voice. “Tristan is old and wise enough to help himself out. Why should I always clean up his mess or help him?” "You don't have a choice. He is the heir of the Pierre family. You should do your work as the second son. You are born to serve your brother.”

Alex demanded. Chris stood. Slow. Deliberate. “You’ll meet him soon enough. He’s been funding her since before I was born. Before Grandpa. He’s the reason the Dickson name means something.” He tilted his head. “And he’s why you’ll never be free of it.” “Get out of here,” Alicia said. Chris turned to leave, then paused. “Oh. And tell Aiden I said hello. He’s a good kid. Pity his parents are so naive.”

He drew her closer to him. Her cheeks reddened in anger and she snatched her hands away from him. "Why? Why isn't it possible? Because I'm just your father's ward? Nothing more than an orphan from a nameless village? Because I'm not a noble like you?" She spat out angrily. "Yes" Maven whispered but she heard it. And she felt her heart shatter into a million pieces. Suddenly her chest felt too heavy and she gasped for breath. He couldn't mean it, he couldn't possibly mean it.

Seeing it this close, charred, cracked, stopped forever at the moment he died, hurt in a way nothing else ever had. “You said he refused to choose,” I said quietly. “So why am I standing here?” She smiled faintly. “Because he prepared you better than he realized.” I turned back to her. “Then you already know my answer.” Her brow lifted. “Do we?” I straightened my spine, forcing strength into my limbs even as my insides trembled. “You want an heir who’ll run your system without conscience. Someone who’ll keep the machine alive.” She nodded once.

When he fell from his pony at ten and cried from the pain, she made him get back on immediately, blood still running down his scraped knee. “Pain is temporary,” she had said coldly. “Weakness is forever.” That was why her presence tonight felt like salt in an open wound. She had no idea how deeply her words affected him. His dick was very much *not* in check, and the only person it wanted was the one man who could burn everything down. “I have Lila,” he said coldly. “The press loves her. That’s enough for now.” “Lila is a placeholder,” Eleanor snapped. “Pretty arm candy. But the board is watching. One rumor that you’re not the perfect straight heir and we lose everything. Fix this. Or I will

"You need to come with me," Raven said urgently. "What do you mean?" I asked, confused. Raven had been absolutely insistent ever since she finished examining me. Leave. Today. Not tomorrow. Not after I had time to think. Today. The word echoed through my mind like a death sentence. Leave my pack. Leave my home. Leave my friends. Leave Lyall. All because of a child I hadn't even known existed twenty-four hours ago. A child that apparently wasn't normal.

The moment my mother in-law uttered that word, I coughed so hard and almost choked on the food I was eating. The Heir reveal is like a ritual that every legitimate son of the Seattle's must partake in to be legible for a part in the will of Mr Seattle. This was like a dream come true for Kai since he was the only one without a child amongst his brothers and to add to his joy, he's the first to have a male child.

- He nods. - Years ago they were waiting for you to make a mistake... They want me to have an heir - he tells me - and I know that I don't deserve anything that comes from you. I was surprised and distressed, they wanted there to be an heir but I couldn't, I refused to forgive him and I don't see that he is obliged to do it and that made me more confused because for the first time I didn't know what to do...

“When did the bond first spark?” “Three nights ago,” I whispered before I could stop myself. His jaw flexed. “And tonight he rejected you.” “Yes.” A long, assessing look passed over his face. “Then congratulations, little wolf,” he said darkly. “You’re carrying an Alpha heir.” The forest seemed to tilt. Heir. The word felt too heavy. Too powerful. Too dangerous. “No,” I breathed. “That’s not possible.” “It is,” he said simply. “And Ironclaw will tear the world apart to claim it.”