Wicked Bloodline Dokkan Novels & Stories

Dominic went on, gesturing with a gloved hand, “how many men can say they’re the chosen Alpha of a bloodline they didn’t know they had? That’s some main character energy.” Lykan sighed, but the edge in his shoulders began to ease. “You want a crown too now?” “No, no,” Dominic said, mock solemn. “I just want a secret lineage. Something dramatic. Preferably involving lightning wolves or ancient forest spirits.” I raised an eyebrow. “Forest spirits?” He nodded. “Yes. Or a forgotten assassin clan. Something sexy.” “You are from a forgotten clan,” I said. Dominic perked up. “Really?” I nodded seriously. “The House of Unknown.”

I shake my head, “you would suffer beyond your imagination.” He laughs taking my hands and pulling me up as he stands, he wraps his arms around my waist, “never going to happen little dove, you will be the only she-wolf carrying our heirs,” he leans over and kisses my lips tenderly. He pulls away, “is that everything?” I shake my head and look up at him, “the DeLuca bloodline has many gifts, the males have one trait that we are aware of, mind manipulations, they are stronger than normal, but not as strong as the females in the bloodline.”

"Does that mean the Moon Goddess made a mistake this time?" Another question popped up. "What do you mean, Victoria? The Moon Goddess knows what she’s doing. She doesn’t make mistakes." "I’m just stating the obvious. Isn’t your dad an Alpha? Mine is, and so are all of you here.. But she, she is half werewolf, half witch." Victoria shot back. "What are you saying, Victoria? She has more Alpha blood than you do. She’s got the Wolf King bloodline." "She’s even the White Wolf. How can you say that, Victoria?"

But then, he has to if he wants to know the level of strength that Julianne had, and what kind of power she possessed. “Hold him down,” he said and crouched. Maximus and Remus looked at him and before they could ask anything, Ryker transformed into a big white wolf. He looked at Maximus and nudged his head with a frown. Maximus went to hold Cassian still with Remus help and Ryker moved towards him daintily. He stood above him and in one motion, he bare his teeth down on his neck. Ryker drew out the black roots from his neck and he felt the blood warm in his mouth, but he had not drawn all when he suddenly felt it caught his throat and he quickly withdrew before throwing up blood at the side.

More than that, the werewolf genes inside of me started to stir, to fight against the external force. I would never shift, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t steal a couple of abilities from my closest-related species. My body took over, throwing Omari off of me and sending him hurling into the wall. The sound echoed throughout the entire house as he groaned and landed on the floor on all-fours. I hurried for the stairs away from him, but once again, only got down about a step before he was grabbing me.

More like the room it was always capable of being. "What kind of tracking," I say. Bloodline registry cross-referencing, Suki says. He used his council access to pull lineage records from every pack that submitted documentation. Routine record-keeping, technically, nothing that would raise a flag. But the pattern of which records he pulled was not routine. She has a folder open in front of her. Every pack has a documented Volana ancestor in the last two hundred years. Every female descendant. Every territory migration record. She pauses. He built a map. I found a partial copy of it when I was still on the council and I didn't understand what I was looking at. I do now.

Footsteps approached. Dorian knelt right in front of me. There was no trace left of anger or rivalry with Alaric on his face. His expression was unreadable—dark, calculating, and dangerous. Without asking, Dorian’s slender fingers touched the surface of the bindings on my chest. He brushed some of the silver blood seeping through, then lifted his fingers to observe the shimmering liquid under the moonlight. “Silver blood…” Dorian whispered, almost in awe. “So that’s it. That’s why your energy’s unstable. That’s why you’ve been hiding… You’re carrying a hunted bloodline.”

“Is she tainted?” “N-No, My King!” Dr. Silas gasped. He looked past Dragon’s massive shoulder, staring directly at me with wide eyes. “She isn't tainted. She... she isn't fully human.” My heart stopped. “What?” I whispered. Dragon slowly dropped the doctor. “Explain.” The medical checkup reveals her unique bloodline traits. “The blood markers, they don't match humans or werewolves,” Dr. Silas babbled, pointing at the screen. “There is an ancient anomaly in her blood. A sleeping trait. She emits a highly specific biological frequency.”

his energy of power was drawing attention to all of us the power of blood from the royal family of the Skoll blood line is that of almost a reptile, it’s rare to see the power but unlike my energy being drawn of the flames of Leonidas the Skoll is literally based on the use of blood drawn till the opponent is dead. My father has seen the killing of this family in war, and even my father holds a high respect for those of the blood line, I’m more than aware of the destruction their power has done for them, they bend at will the blood of others after a simple bite of their canines, their bodies sync with their enemies as their enemies become addicted to their touch, they hypnotize their victims

"That report isn't mine. Same name, same surname. You know I can't get pregnant. I probably just wanted to borrow some good luck." His smile froze. The disappointment on his face was immediate and unmistakable. "Besides, you've already had someone give birth for you. From now on, I won't have to suffer through bloodline fusion rituals anymore," I added, keeping my tone casual. Garrick studied me. "Wena, are you really willing to accept Moonlet and Silvertail?" The blood drained from my face at the sound of those two names. Ayla "Moonlet" Whitefang.