Novel & Cerita Which Games Of Thrones House Am I

There were five houses in Royal hills and every house could claim the throne and overthrow me if I wasn't careful and vigilant. The gammas had paid allegiance to me but even if they didn't, they couldn't do much harm to my reign because they were all just Lycans with hot blood. Born warriors but they couldn't win a battle without the mastermind of a commander and those were from the house of Raven, the second most powerful house in the realm. We might all have the same origin but we were different. We were of the same species but different breeds. “The house of gammas will always be part and one with the king, Gamma Curtis. You may have a seat.”

Dressed in an immaculate dark blue gown, she radiated authority, her presence alone commanding absolute silence. She took a step forward, gripping the podium, and with a voice that carried no room for doubt, she spoke. “The time has come once again,” she announced, “for the greatest test of wit, strength, and dominance within these walls. In two days, the House Tournament shall commence.” A ripple of energy spread through the hall. Some students straightened in their seats, others exchanged knowing glances. The House Tournament wasn’t just another event at Thornecrest—it was the event. A war disguised as a competition. A battlefield where alliances were forged and shattered, where reputation

Because I had never wished for maids but a place where nobody could make me think low about myself. This chamber was going to be my house for a long time and I would treat it the way it should be. So, I pulled my hair into a high bun and took the mop in my hand. "Let's make it liveable. " I said to myself. As I stood on the left most window in the North of the chamber, I realized I could see the pack house from here. Especially, Alpha Tyrion's chamber and his shadow was looming over the curtains. I saw the lights going off in the pack house and knew that Alpha Tyrion had gone to sleep. Good for him.

“About her lineage. The bloodline we thought died out—it didn’t. And there are those who want it erased for good.” The council chamber was full when we arrived. Scrolls and screens lay open on the great table. A hologram hovered in the center—an ancient sigil, pulsing with eerie light. “That’s her family crest,” one of the elders whispered. “The House of Thorne.” “Impossible,” another said. “The Thornes were wiped out during the Blood Culling. Not a single heir remained.” “And yet she lives,” Link snapped. “She is standing right in front of you.” All eyes turned to me.

“If you are that scared of the media and the whispers, then don’t worry. Now that I am the lady of the house, I’ll make sure no one talks” Something similar to amusement flickered in his gaze “Victoria won’t like to hear you call yourself the lady of the house” “If she doesn’t like it, then she can use the door” “I don’t trust you enough to let you stay alone,” He said, taking me back to the topic, and I sighed dramatically. "Theon" I walked to him and took both his hands while looking into his eyes deeply as though I wanted to say something impactful, “Your trust is worth shit to me. I don’t care and I don’t want it. Let’s get what we both want while keeping to our business.”

"Orrin nearly tore me in half getting to her. I'm sure." "Goddess." He sat down, hard. A grin was starting to spread across his face, the helpless kind. "Who is it? Which House? Does Petra know yet, she's going to be insufferable…" "She's a participant. In the Slave Games" The grin fell from his face.

Theon POV We spent the whole day watching the house and the children. The boys, for sure, look like Hayden, and their smell is unmistakable. Alpha's blood's smell is impossible to be mistaken with anything. I can smell my kin. I took my Beta Tony and two pack warriors with me, and the four of us spent an extremely long day watching the house and waiting for the kids to be left alone. My wolf is livid, and honestly, I want that to be over as soon as possible.

“Not in this house. Quiet gets you ignored. Forgotten.” I hesitated. “That’s not always bad.” She smirked. “Depends on what you’re hiding.” My hands froze mid-fold. She didn’t notice. She just rolled her eyes and said, “Mateo likes girls with fire. Not shadows. So if you’re trying to stay around, maybe try being less… invisible.” I looked up at her, really looked. Something sharp rose in my chest, too fast, too instinctive. I swallowed it down, but not fast enough.

“…you study who they are.” I looked down at the names written across each cover. House Ashbourne. House Evercrest. House Blackmoor. House Ravenshield. House Thornvale. House Wintermere. None of the names meant anything to me. Valerian noticed. “Good.” I looked up. “…Good?” “If you already believed you understood these families, you would spend today’s lesson proving yourself right instead of discovering the truth.” I couldn’t argue with that. He pushed the file marked House Ashbourne toward me. “Open it.”