Novel & Cerita William King Hale Descendants

She looked like a complete mess, a complete opposite of the woman I had once idolized as a child, and I pitied her. Kaden got up from his chair and started talking. "William, son of Luna Tamara and adopted son of Alpha Samuel, was responsible for the King's death. He is also responsible for taking the life of Paul Richards, a pack member of RedSand pack, unjustly out of jealousy and obsession for my mate, Louisiana. But he did not stop there. He killed Louisiana's mother and her brother, and he was the one who drove Beta Darius to madness and used him to murder Luna Freya and my unborn child to claim the throne wrongfully." He paused before continuing.

Nathan clicked on another person's profile, "Walman, from the Walman Group? This... Although it is very mysterious, the background is very clear. He is a descendant of the Walman family in Northern Europe and is a white man. How could this be the Hex?" Johnathan frowned and explained, "He has a mysterious background. No photos can be found and his age information is blank. Therefore, I have every reason to suspect that he is the Hex or also has a link to him." OK. Nathan noticed another. "What? William? How could William be Hex! This person is the heir to the 78th order of the British Royal Family! He must be a Duke." Till when do we have to investigate this?!

He couldn’t interfere with what destiny planned and expected of his family. Xavier just stared at him in confusion, “You knew William, the man who created our bloodline?”, Xander was starstruck, William is the original descendant of his bloodline, the first King of Lycan’s. “We have only heard stories of him”, Xavier was just as curious.

He ignored my answer and continued to listen. "Buona sera, I'm Brigoure Cyprus Hale the former leader of the Hales Organization. I just want to thank you all for coming tonight and I'm actually here to welcome the new leader of the Hales Organization; My son, Brigor Damaris Hale!" "What the fuck?" Valerius said. "Holy spirit?" I said can't believe what is happening. He's in good terms with his family now? "Good evening, I'm Brigor Damaris Hale also known as Brigor Sapphirus Griffin the elder son of Brigoure Cyprus Hale and Maria Rosalina Hale."

- "It is a pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty, and your family. Let me introduce myself, I am William Kestle, the current head of the Kestle family. My wife could not be here today due to her busy schedule. But don't just stand there, sit down!" We sat on the sofas in the room, and I walked between my brother and my mother and William sat across from us. He looked like he was in his fifties, his black hair was just below his shoulders, and his face was marked by a small scar on his right cheek that was barely visible. Servants walked in with carts of mugs and sweets. They served coffee or tea before leaving the room. - "So from what His Majesty Of Knightford explained to me, you represent th

Waylon made it here in record time. “She is a killer!” Nova’s eyes were thick with anger and betrayal. “NO! I am many things but I have NEVER killed anyone!” My own anger was rising. Standing up, I felt my eyes shift. The three of them gasped. “Your...” “That’s right! My birth name is Hailey Mertans and I am the daughter of King Andrew and Queen Joann.” “You murdered your family....” Nova said breathlessly.

“Father, when are you going to let me have a turn with her? She’s been here half a year and I’ve only gotten to watch.” Brian lifted his boot just enough for me to breathe. “Patience, boy. She’s still useful as a warning. Break her too fast and the fun ends.” I kept my eyes on the floor. The blood smelled like rust and fear. My own blood joined it from my cracked knuckles. Catherine Hale. Daughter of Alpha Declan. Last living thing from Ashen Ridge. Now just a rag in their hands. Ben’s boots stopped beside me. I saw the shine of them inches from my face. “Look at me.”

"I was starting to think you were a ghost story Kade told himself to get through bad nights." "Dax," Kade said. A single word of warning. Dax raised both hands briefly and turned back to business. "Access logs for the east wing. Someone pulled a maintenance override fourteen days ago. Logged under a junior groundskeeper named Fen Alcott. Hired eight months back with a reference from—" he paused, and the pause was its own sentence, "the Hale family." The name dropped into the corridor like a match into dry grass. Marcus Hale had planted someone inside the estate eight months ago. Before Harlan died. Before the will. Before any of this was supposed to happen.

"We know about the major families." "But there are still dozens of undocumented abilities." He looked toward Marcus. "If we're going to understand what gifts still exist..." "...we need every family line we can find." Pamela thought for a moment. Then quietly answered. "My father's name was Theodore Hale." Hunter immediately repeated the name to himself before writing it into one of his notebooks. "Hale..." He searched through several family registers. "There has to be something." Marcus smiled. "We've barely been home an hour." Hunter shrugged.

Beast ordered. Now, to find the final descendant of Alpha Kane Davis' bloodline, Michael Davis.