Unscramble Lineage Novels & Stories

The two pupils in Wang Ji's eyes changed color from black to reddish-orange with the shape of a blazing flame. “Brother Zhou, Bloodline is a term for someone who still has the bloodline of a clan. As we know, a group is called a Clan because they share the same bloodline. A Blood Line will allow someone to have certain abilities without going through a training process. Yes, because this ability just flows in their bloodstream.”

“...different?” Ingrid sighed softly. Because Lilith’s question was the hardest one. “Because your lineage isn’t an ordinary one.” Lilith tensed. “You’re not just a descendant of those touched by Margaux’s blood and curse.” Ingrid’s gaze hardened. “Your lineage is actually a direct descendant of the source itself.” Lilith’s heart skipped a beat, and her body grew cold, her eyes widening. “That means... I’m still directly connected to Margaux?” Her voice was barely audible.

"Tell me why I should trust a single word. You dangled my grandfather's letters like bait. You leaked through Dera, through Harlan. You nearly cost us everything while we fought for our lives out there." Elan didn't look away. "Because I'm out of time. And because I finally see what Aldric saw at the end. The bloodline isn't a weapon to hoard. It's... a map. For the ones who come after." They leaned in slightly, chains rattling. "Your daughter. She could change how packs understand themselves. Convergence like hers—two strong lines meeting without breaking—it's rare. Documented wrong, it gets twisted into curses or mandates that destroy. Documented right? It becomes legacy."

I looked over at her, and as always, she wore that imperceptivable smile of hers. 'What they hell was they talking about?' I asked Halo. 'I dunno.' She said. "I knew the line because I could see them." What line? "What do you mean by that?" Stephanie questioned. "I can see your lineage clear as day, and it does not include Tori nor her children, yet they are all connected. Luckily, Divine rembered the scent of someone from her past. It's Lune's scent that lingers in their blood. But you, Stephanie... you smell of Lila. Her history and lineage flows through you."

“The records of your bloodline. The proof that the Crimson heir is the rightful leader of the united packs. The acknowledgment of every wolf who ever carried the blood of the first.” Aria took the scroll, her hands steady despite the pounding of her heart. She broke the seal, unrolled the parchment, and read. She saw her father’s name, her mother’s name, the names of wolves who had died defending the bloodline. She saw the lineage that stretched back three thousand years, to the first, to the war that had begun when the darkness first stirred. She saw her own name, written by a scribe who had died centuries before she was born, waiting for her to claim it.