William King Hale Descendants Novels & Stories

She softly went back to her seat, clasped her fingers unconsciously, and took a seat. She abruptly lost her appetite, even though Edward had already placed a ton of food on her plate. She didn't touch anything after eating in a hurry. Edward saw that something wasn't right. "What's not right? Not content even as you saw the performance?” Haley gave a headshake. "No, it's not that. Grandpa, are there any notable families in this city with the surname Kreg?" she asked Edward, tilting her head as she suddenly remembered something. “Very powerful and affluent, similar to our family."

ALPHA KING XALEN ~<>~ As a king who has learned to keep his emotions hidden from the rest of the world, I failed to keep the shock that sank into me, along with the realization, as Lexie’s words echoed in my head. I once admired her because she defended Haylee, but after hearing about her origin, I couldn’t help but be cautious around her. After all, she was who she claimed to be. “Richard’s daughter. Allison’s sister.” Even Theo had to gasp within me, uttering those names with the same disbelief that coursed through me. “Yet, she is Aradia’s daughter. Haylee’s sister.”

I didn’t need to turn around to know who said it. Father. His voice carried that familiar edge of contempt that had followed me since childhood. Mother sat beside him, silent but no less displeased, her lips were pressed thin, her eyes cold. “You had one task,” my father continued, his tone measured. “And now the Ward family is entangled with the Hale heir.” My hands curled into fists on my lap. Lucy Hale. The sole heir of the Hale fortune, the secret we’ve been guarding as a loaded gun. Father didn’t need to finish the sentence, I understood perfectly.

I said and started getting to my feet. “Anna,” Charles called holding back my hand. “Before you go, there is something you should know.” I didn’t speak but the movement of my brows told him that I wasn’t joking and if he was going to waste my time, I would hurt him. “House Talon is King Kelvin’s family name…”

Caleb's voice echoed "Yes, as my father used to describe," "Where is your father now?" "He died!" "As far as I know, there are no living survivor in the Thalon clan from the North," Alina was a little frightened, she knew that Caleb somehow knew her family. "But do you know who I am seeking?" Alina asked "I can bring you to see my father, and he will have your answer" Caleb said "Caleb's family is the direct descendant of Dahir, his father is the leader of our clan. We no longer use the titles as before since time has changed but he is still the leader by blood" Amelia said

Helena's preparation to go home was assisted by Silvana, Helena's face was radiant and it did not escape Silvana's view of her sister. "Axton… prince… king?” asked Silvana. Helena stopped her movement. She nodded. "He is a descendant of the king, sister, I'm sorry I didn't tell you that I was married to the king. Axton, have I explained about him to you?" Helena asked. Silvana nodded.

After all, Macie was now the heiress of the Hale family. He couldn't say it was out of concern for the previous lady of the Fowler family, either. Elias would probably send him flying out the nearest window the moment he heard that.

The large screen television masqueraded as a painting over the fireplace in the study, now held several images of the Board members of the McConnell packs. They headed the McConnell Clan around the world. These were elder McConnell pack Alphas. One of which was Hayle, Benedict’s father. Now he saw why no one feared what would happen to him. They had someone on the inside with a personal stake in his survival. But it explained why Hayle didn’t want to let his indiscretion become known. He’d found and lost his mate. Now he learned he’d fathered a pup who stood there as a lone wolf. His parents didn’t look good because he wasn’t that small pup anymore, nor had he been for many years.

From news articles, television interviews, political discussions, and court rulings. My stomach drops. "No." Eleanor remains silent. "No." This time, the word comes out louder. David Hale. Current Chief Justice of the Federation. The son of former Lakebridge Police Commissioner and later Chief Justice Richard Hale. The man famous for prosecuting organized crime networks. The family practically built their reputation fighting corruption. My pulse begins hammering. "You're joking." "I'm ninety years old." Her expression doesn't change. "I stopped joking decades ago." I stare at her, then I stand, then sit again because my legs feel unreliable.