Who Did Meg Kill In Bloodline Novels & Stories

I wonder how Megan’s own accomplishments would rank. “Won’t allow?” Vivienne let out a husky laugh. “Such cockiness. Such a shame I have to kill you. With your looks and that attitude, I’ll wager you would make a wonderful lover.” “He does. But that’s not something you’ll ever know.” With those words, Megan, who’d arrived without a sound or warning scent—damned heavy perfume—shot Vivienne dead. Gavin, no stranger to violence, blinked as he processed the quick and quiet efficiency of it. “Did you seriously just do that?”

The ancestors were in front of me, and Laura was in one of their arms. "Can you tell me what happened?" I demanded as I cradled her in my arms. She seemed at ease as I placed her on the couch. I pressed my fingers against her neck, looking for a pulse. As she didn't have a pulse, a tear streamed down my cheek. I lost something important to me yet again, and this time it had to do with ancestors. "You did it, you murdered her!" My eyes were filled with rage as I growled. "No, the Magi killed her, Rory killed her after she discovered who she was," Sasha explained. I looked at her, perplexed. Why would Rory be interested in a Lycan?

Merga let out with a stern look on Robert whose face became filled with fury. "Diala and her father? They knew about this whole scheme and planned to kill me along with my brother? This is unbelievable," Robert yelled in resentment, his hand tightened into a fist as deep anger shone in his eyes. Merga nodded, "Yes, that's the truth, that is why you have to get your strength back because if your brother should find out that you are still alive, he will send men to kill you," she said with a steady voice, a severe expression on her face.

“Older ones with me. Mia, stay with Hope and the little ones.” “No,” Mia said firmly. “We do this together.” They moved as a family through the flickering corridors. The traitor was fast, but Hope’s connection guided them. They cornered him near the power core. He turned, gun raised. “The bloodline belongs to us now.” Hope stepped forward, glowing brighter. “No. It belongs to family.” A wave of energy exploded from her. The traitor dropped his weapon, screaming as golden light wrapped around him. But the effort cost her. Hope collapsed.

“Now.” In the living room Damian had pulled out a whiteboard. Like this was some kind of war room. “Obasi wants the company,” Damian said. “He swapped babies twenty-eight years ago. Me and… someone else.” Marcus went completely still. “DNA test tomorrow,” Damian continued. “All of us. And the baby when it’s born.” Zara’s stomach flipped. “You think—” “I think Obasi wouldn’t be this desperate unless the bloodline was wrong,” Damian said.

“Hold the line!” Galeon laughs wild beside us. “They’re breaking!” We push forward, step by step, bodies piling. Between blows Adrian’s hand finds mine, squeezes once. “You’re incredible,” he pants. “You’re not bad yourself,” I answer, grinning through blood. A vampire lunges at me from the side. Adrian intercepts, takes the hit meant for me, sword through his shoulder. He roars, rips it out, kills the attacker. “You okay?” I ask, fire wrapping the wound.

But he had been planning this all along. 'Why me?' I asked, the words shaking. 'Why not kill me that night?' He tilted his head. 'Because you are the key. The Lost Bloodline is not a myth, Aria. It’s an equation, and you are the missing variable. Your power isn’t evolution—it’s correction. A return to what we were meant to be before the divide.' I didn’t understand, not fully—but part of me felt it. The ancient pull in my veins, the voice that had whispered in my dreams since I first shifted.

"If I can't have your power, then I'd rather destroy it all!" "Just like you killed my parents?" My voice was a blade. "You'll do anything to take what isn't yours." "Your parents were fools!" Magnus roared. "They had all that power, and they were content to rot in this tiny pack!" "So you killed them?" "Yes!" He didn't hide his hatred. "I killed them, and I framed the Black Moon Pack so you would never suspect me!" "But you failed." I raised my hand, the pure power of my bloodline gathering in my palm. "Now, pay for your crimes."

Maya Howards quickly walked over to check if Papa Hanson was still breathing. “I didn’t think his life would end like this! Alex, is the Blood Cult really that scary? They actually can’t control themselves when they meet people with activated bloodlines. In that case, wouldn’t those with activated bloodlines be in danger if they bump into such people?” she asked sadly in the end. Alex Rockefeller declined to comment. He searched Papa Hanson’s body, but he didn’t find anything on him.

I had been trying to be extra careful. “Did you do what she just said?” Peter asked. He was seated next to me. I didn’t want him to send me out of his house thinking I was a serial killer, so I didn’t respond. Since she was a friend to Kaida’s grandparents, she would know it was me who ended her friend’s bloodline, the Kaelith bloodline. “Why would you do a thing like that?” Peter pressed for an answer. I guessed I agreed to killing a bloodline by not responding to him.