Novel & Cerita The Stolen Heir Book 2

She walked into Roverthhood not as prey, not as outcast— but as the daughter of Robin Sterling, the forgotten heir. And in her silence, vengeance took root. ---

But then again, he didn't have expert knowledge on the recent happenings, so he was forced to agree. “They’re calling it Luna’s Wrath,” he continued. “They’re wrong.” A chill slid down my spine. “Then what is it?” Rael stepped closer, voice dropping. “Inheritance.” The word struck harder than any accusation. I laughed once. It was sharp, brittle. “I don’t come from anyone important” He keeps forgetting I'm an orphan. “You don’t know where you come from,” he corrected. The room trembled. Not physically, but inside me. The light flared in response, climbing my arms in thin silver veins.

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The door opened, and my breath caught in my throat. It was Helen. Helen—my best friend. I stared in disbelief as she smiled warmly and let him inside. My legs felt like they might give out, but I forced myself to move closer. I crept toward the window, careful to stay out of sight. Inside, they were standing close, too close. Helen’s hands brushed against his chest, and then he pulled her into his arms. Their lips met in a kiss so passionate it made my stomach turn. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t look away.

The pages were hard from age, yet the text were clear and faintly shining when I slowly opened it. The Shadow Heir was the title. I let out a gasp. "Shadow Heir?" As I looked over the page, my voice wavered. Even though the book was written in an old language, it was easy to understand. The significance seems to have been there all along. It described a twin of the legitimate ruler who would inherit the First Kingdom's throne. There was a catch, though: one of the twins was cursed to never return and exiled into the dark. Their power was buried deep in the ground, sealed away, and waiting to be resurrected.

The words hit like a live wire: In the event the line of legal heirs is compromised, all designated Cross assets revert to Alina Rivers. For a second, I just stare. Then a slow, sharp smile pulls at my mouth. “Of course,” I whisper. “You brilliant bastard.” Because that clause doesn’t just name me, it gives me leverage over the Cross empire itself. If Nathaniel’s line is tainted, if Elena’s power play crumbles, then everything falls straight into my hands. I lean back, laugh once—low, bitter, satisfied. Checkmate’s closer than they think. The phone buzzes again. Theo.

"Your Majesty, it was I. I happened upon the Forsaken Wing by chance and discovered she was pregnant with an illegitimate child from her affair. "I intended to deliver her to you, but she refused to admit her crime. Instead, she dared claim the child was yours. Who in the Beast Clan doesn't know you have no heir?" She continued on unchecked. Alarmed, Mary tugged at her sleeve, and only then did Lyra realize the weight of her last words. "Your Majesty, I misspoke—" But Tharion didn't even flinch at her blasphemy. His eyes were locked on her as he asked, "Go on. What happened next?"

I didn't add that part, something told me Andera wasn't ready yet. Her melodious laughter was enough to drown the unease the meeting with my mother and sister created. I leaned down and kissed Andera so hard and deep, my tongue gliding over hers, my teeth nibbling on her flesh. When I pulled away, we were both breathless. “Thane.” her hazel eyes shone brightly “Yeah?” “I didn't steal it,” she said. “I didn't steal the heirloom.” fresh guilt crawled across my spine and stabbed my heart.

Then I realized she knew that the heir would look into my mind, and that was why she had planted those images in my head, right before the heir used her ability. Taking a deep breath, I drew my powers back, as I opened my eyes, and gave into the pull of the sunstone. With each step that I took, I was one step closer to the heir, and my heart started to race in my chest knowing I was taking my chances with Carla, but at this point I knew that I couldn’t withstand the pull forever. “I knew that you would see it my way.” The heir said, as he grabbed me roughly by my arm, swinging my body around so that my back was flush against his chest, while he wrapped one arm tightly around me, holding me t

My voice was a rasping bark now. "He was stealing from the Pack." She stepped over the threshold, her bare feet silent on the debris. "He stole the heir. He stole the Silver-Oak’s future. Caleb was sent to correct that mistake. Weren't you, Caleb?" I looked at Caleb. He didn't look at me. He bowed his head, his massive, furred shoulders trembling. "I did what was required," Caleb muttered.