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ADOPTED HEIR **The kiss** Writer's P O V After dropping the call, Nathaniel looked up at the twins. "It's my mom." He revealed. "Yeah, I know. Our grandma, why aren't you introducing us yet?" Kendrick probed. "I can't introduce you over the phone. I have to do that personally, maybe when I've settled my scores with your mom. I'll take you guys to see my mom and dad." Nathan promised. "Okay, I'm excited to see grandma and grandpa. I thought you were referring to me, hope grandma isn't mad?" Kendra asked.

"The very first Alpha migrated to Australia with his own Beta and Gamma, and formed the Imperial Pack. The very first Gamma went to South America in the A****n with his own Alpha and Beta and formed the Roseum Pack. And the first Beta-" "Was here" I realized in excitement. "The first Beta wolf was here in England! In the Emerald Pack. Y-You-You are a descendant of the very first Beta wolf made by the moon aren’t you? So that means Alex and Jody are descendants too and-" "You" He added. "You Zoey are a descendant of the first Beta wolf made by the moon itself." I was speechless as I stared at him in utter shock. What?

I just finished reading the last book when I started to write Descent for real! The title when this was still a draft was actually ‘Can’t Help Falling (In Love With You)’ because I was listening to the same song only the dark version at the time. But I got annoyed because I felt it was too freaking long to be a title. For a time, I settled calling the story "Fall from Grace" in my head but it still felt wrong... so when I searched for a synonym, the meaning of the word descent.. clicked; it feels like it perfectly sums up the entire plot.

Sarah gave birth to two children: Dante and Evelyn Vanslord. Jo nearly dropped the book. "So that arrogant prick," she muttered aloud, "is the Moon Goddess's direct descendant." She shook her head, dazed. "What awful luck to end up mated to me." But just as she turned the next page — It was missing. A ripped seam, an ugly tear right through the story. The next surviving words chilled her: "Doomsday. Deaths of thousands. Never meant to be." Before she could make sense of it— "You know that’s a forbidden book," came a voice from behind her.

Great-great-great-great-grandchildren played around its roots while our many descendants stood with us. I reached out with my power and touched the earth. There was nothing left of the old darkness. Only rich, peaceful soil and new life remained. “You are gone,” I whispered. “And we remain.” As the sun set, painting Thornwood in brilliant gold and crimson, we gathered on the highest battlements. Our descendants spread out below us, laughing and alive. I stood between my three mates, their arms around me, the bond humming with warmth, strength, and everlasting peace. “I was sent here to be your dirty secret,” I said, voice thick with emotion. “The Omega meant to end the Cursed Alphas. Instead

Alatar is one of the most powerful warlocks to walk this earth, I don’t even think Evanora knows this. Alatar is a descendant of the first witch, after his parents died protecting him, my family took him in. When he found out Evanora was his mate he was so happy, he would finally have a family of his own. Unfortunately she didn’t share the same interest as he did, she only wanted a heir, not to be a mother. She was consumed by the thought of wanting more and more. Once Alatar realized that she would never change, he focused on Isla. He made sure she was loved and protected, he taught her good morals and values. He lived for her and when she died, I watched my best friend slowly become a shel

And again. Chosen descendant. It took me a second to piece it together, but when it clicked, it was like every scattered clue we’d ignored came slamming together at once. The witches. The scroll Isla read. The vampire's interest in her blood. Calista’s obsession with creating hybrids. It all pointed to one person. Isla. She was the chosen descendant. The last of the Blackwoods. The one whose blood could finish what Calista had started. My hand trembled as I stared at the paper, trying to convince myself I was reading it wrong. But deep down, I knew I wasn’t.

Nellie answered confidently. “Correct, thank you Lady Locke. As you all know those three she just mentioned are the known descents. A descent is a person who is born or has the blood of these mystical creatures. Except of course for the god descents which have received the blessings of the gods, they are not offspring of god but only people who received their blessings. Though god descents do not have the blood of a god in their body they considered as the most powerful descent since their bodies are blessed with embers. Embers are the essence present in the realm of gods that supports the existence of the mystical creature and serves as their life force.”

Lex said. “Hmm. Well we don't have a mirror that big right now but I can find one. It might take me a few days though.” Aeden said. “That's ok, another thing is that our Histories say that 'we' Kar and myself are Descendant from the Creators of my world. So, I was wondering if you and Dean are also Descendant from them as well.” Lex explained. “Um, maybe, I mean it's possible. Do you know what the 'Creators' names are? Both first and last and the Date of when your people were created?” Aeden asked.