روايات وقصص ضمن The One He Reclaimed

But for now, the moonstone was safe, Reine’s soul was protected, and he had taken the first decisive step in asserting his own power. The palace, the artifact, the responsibility—it was all a new beginning. And Lucian knew, with absolute certainty, that he would do whatever it took to keep the soul he had reclaimed safe, no matter the cost, no matter the enemies he would face, and no matter the kingdoms that would rise against him. The moonstone pulsed gently against his chest, a heartbeat of light and life, and Lucian rested his hands over it, silent and resolute. He had reclaimed what was his to protect. And he would not fail.

“And I’ve been waiting a long time to see it… to feel it.” Her mark flared again, scorching her palm. She stumbled but stayed on her feet. “I don’t know what you want from me,” she said, voice shaking. “I never asked for any of this.” “You were meant to have it,” he said calmly. “But only because I was denied. I was the other half. I was supposed to be the chosen one. You took my place, and now…” He let the words hang, heavy in the night air. “Now I have to reclaim what is mine.”

The figure raised its hand. Dozens of ancient warriors stepped out of the mist behind him, silent and armored. A voice echoed from all directions. **“I am the Reclamation. And the age of wolves ends now.”**

The city spread out below him like a kingdom he owned, but none of it mattered compared to the woman he was about to claim. His phone buzzed, and he answered it immediately. “Damien Aldridge.” A quiet, respectful voice answered. “Mr. Aldridge, your family is requesting an update.” “Tell them I have found her,” he said, his tone hard and certain. “I will uphold our tradition. She will be my wife.” There was a pause, then a quiet reply. “Understood, sir.” He ended the call and stared out at the skyline, his mind already racing. Nia had been wronged, humiliated, and cast aside. But she would not be alone anymore. He would find her, take her into his arms, and show her that she was not broken.

Then he’ll make her. One way or another. His lip curls into a snarl, blood still dripping from his elbow as he mutters it like a promise. “I’m getting her back.” The wind howls around the truck as he floors it down the back road, a storm building behind his eyes. “I don’t care who I have to burn.”

Now, everything was gone. “She’s really not coming back,” he murmured, his voice hollow with disbelief. Giovanna walked over and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. “It’s better if she doesn’t. We can build our life together now. I’ll help you with the Camorra negotiations and gain you even more power.”

This wasn’t just a war anymore. It was a reclamation. And I wasn’t fighting for the throne. I was fighting for both of us.

He was the only man I could trust implicitly, the one man who would never betray me the way Lorenzo did. While I remained in hiding, Bruno ran the day-to-day dealings of my empire, while I plotted my vengeance. But now, it was time the world knew I had returned. Tonight wasn’t about negotiation, it wasn’t diplomacy, it was reclamation. I wasn’t walking into that hall to ask for my crown back, I was walking in to take it. And I wasn’t going alone. My gaze shifted to the seat beside me, Gia, Lorenzo’s daughter, my possession now.

Hedeon Villa 🎋🎋🎋🎋 "Any news on my truck yet?" Hadeon demanded, his eyes narrowing into slits as he glared at the spy standing nonchalantly before him. It's been days since that truck was stolen, and in those days he hasn't had the effortly to step out. While hiding away from his deeds, his own people has seen him as a weakling. Hadron Adorn was the second heir to the Adorn’s empire, who became a successor to his father after the death of his elder brother.

“My dad owns a hardware store and collects gnomes.” His expression twisted. “The humans who raised you were placeholders. Nothing more. Your real bloodline… is mine.” A murmur swept through the wolves around him. Bloodmoon Alpha. The nightmare Damon had wanted to keep me away from. My chest compressed. “You kidnapped me.” “I reclaimed you.” “I’m calling it kidnapping.” “Call it whatever you wish.” He moved closer. “I knew you would awaken eventually. But I did not expect the Reaper Alpha to interfere.” His gaze hardened. “No matter. You’re home now.”