The Sisters of Forgotten Blood
260 Words
Alpha Hunter stood alone in Alpha Edward Rowan's private chamber.
It still smelled like cedar wood and iron.
He wasn't snooping.
He was searching.
Alpha Edward Rowan hadn't died like a warrior.
He had died like a man racing toward something.
A drawer had been open — not by attackers. By Alpha Edward Rowan himself.
Inside was a sealed journal.
Alpha Hunter opened it.
The first page made his blood run cold.
"If you are reading this, I have failed them."
Them.
Alpha Hunter read on.
Years ago — two children. Sisters. Daughters of a powerful bloodline. Their parents murdered under witchcraft and robbed bloodline to hide their stolen identities. Their memories sealed. Their identities erased.
Separated to survive.
The witch had ensured the world forgot them.
But Alpha Edward Rowan had not.
"Elara… and her younger sister, Alariel."
Alpha Hunter's hand stilled.
Alpha Edward Rowan had been their godfather.
He had sent them separate ways to hide them.
Alpha Jack Mason and Luna Kate Mason had taken Elara abroad — but Elara refused exile and eventually became rogue.
She built her Kingdom pack from nothing. She finally merged wolves and vampires.
Alpha Edward Rowan had been searching for Elara for years.
And when the Sovereign power exploded across the sky?
He knew.
He had found her.
He had begun preparations to travel south.
He never made it.
Because the witch her dark magic after him.
Not to kill a rival.
But to stop a reunion.
Alpha Hunter closed the journal slowly.
This was bigger than territory.
This was blood.
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