Heirs, 45

(POV: Lucca)

Lukky passes by me like an arrow and heads towards his mate. I remember the terrible feeling I had last night; it can't be possible.

"We need help; I managed to escape, but our brothers are still behind," she says, holding onto her mate's arms. "She's going to kill our alphas," she speaks more softly this time, but I read the movements of her lips, and my heart tightens.

"No need to say it twice," he says quickly. "We need to go help our brothers right now; let's go!" he orders and transforms into a massive brown wolf, followed by everyone present except for me, Isabella, Luan, Lucia, and their parents. In a matter of moments, there's no one left in the pack.

"Stay here; I'll help them," Lukky warns.

"It's better if I stay with Mom; let me go," Lucia tells Lukky.

"Are you sure, daughter?"

"Yes."

"Be careful then," he says, looking tenderly at his daughter.

"They're my parents; I'm going too," Luan speaks firmly.

"It's better for you to stay safe," Lukky says worriedly.

"I'm going, Lukky," Luan says resolutely, looking at me.

"Count me in, brother," I declare.

For the first time, I see Lucia transform, and her wolf is very beautiful, white with black markings on her back and much larger, even larger than Isabella's wolf. How is that possible? I have no idea. I look at Luan, and he's as surprised as I am.

"The girls will take you," Lukky says.

I see Isabella lie down in front of me since I'm not yet a wolf, and I can't hear what she says through thoughts, but I know it's for me to mount her. I feel a little embarrassed; I never thought I'd be mounting a female, and that's embarrassing. But my parents are in danger, and we can't waste any time.

With great care, I climb onto Isabella's back, and as soon as I settle in, she stands up, and I grab onto her fur. If I'm embarrassed about mounting her back, I can't even imagine how Luan must be feeling. Between the two of us, he's always been the prouder one.

Isabella starts running, but Lucia overtakes her and stays well ahead. One thing I'm sure of, Lucia is not just an ordinary omega.

(POV: Scarllet)

I watch the day break with a sense of accomplishment and immense satisfaction. Today, nothing can dampen my happiness. All the wolves in the pack are captured, tied up, and kneeling at my feet. I look at them with disdain and superiority.

"Get them out of my sight and take them to the back of the mansion," I order my subordinates.

I'm going to put on a magnificent show. I haven't killed Lina yet because I want to do it in front of the entire pack. That's when they'll realize there's no salvation for them. Checkmate for the wolves.

"I did it!" I say to myself, savoring my victorious moment.

(POV: Deniel)

The beautiful girl had fallen into a deep sleep, and it was already dawn when she remained unconscious. This worried me deeply. I prepared a roasted chicken for her and knew I needed to wake her up as soon as possible. My concern for Lina was constant, but taking care of my little girl was my priority now.

"Try to wake up," I touched her delicate face. "I need you to wake up, dear." I passed a portion of the roast under her nose, and her eyes began to open slowly. "That's it, come on, wake up."

"Where am I?" she murmured, her eyes half-closed as she adjusted to the light.

"Do you remember anything?" I asked.

"I... You," her eyes widened and filled with tears as something seemed to come to her mind. "I remember," she accused, hurt. "You rejected me."

"No!" my voice came out firm as I approached and hugged her. Feeling her warm skin against mine was comforting. "I would never reject you. I waited for you for so long," I said emotionally. She sniffled against my chest.

"I never thought I'd find you again," she whispered. "I confess I never stopped thinking about you." Then, her stomach rumbled, and she made a face.

"I never stopped thinking about you either, my little one," I caressed her face.

"If you didn't reject me, does that mean you want me by your side?" she asked, all red.

"Forever, if that's your wish," I replied with conviction.

"I want that," she affirmed. "I feel it here, in my heart, like I've known you my whole life and that I was born to be by your side."

"I've spent all these years waiting for you," I said emotionally. "Come on, let's eat." I invited her, extending my hand after we separated from the hug.

"I'd like something to wear," she requested, embarrassed, and only then did I realize she was wearing only my jacket.

I went to my wardrobe and picked out a long-sleeved blue shirt and black boxer briefs, handing them to her.

"I'll wait for you downstairs," I announced, leaving the room to give her privacy.

When I reached the kitchen, I finished setting the table, and soon she appeared. We sat at the table, facing each other, and began to serve ourselves. She devoured everything I had put on her plate without hesitation.

A little while later, we were both satisfied. I cleared the table and the sink, and then I looked at her.

"We need to talk," I said.

"About what?" she asked.

"How are you Scarllet's daughter?" my eyes widened.

"I remember everything now," she began to get nervous. "We need to help my family." Her eyes filled with tears as she continued. "It's all my fault. She's going to kill them. I need to help. It's my fault."

"Calm down," I requested, moving closer and holding her arms.

"What's your fault?" I asked, looking into her eyes. She took a deep breath.

"Scarllet raised me as her daughter and instilled in me a hatred for Lina and her family. She told me a story that I now realize is absurd, about Lina killing my family. In short, she trained me to help her kill my mother."

"Who is your mother?" I questioned.

"I found out yesterday that Lina is my biological mother," my heart skipped a few beats.

"Lina is your mother?" I asked, breathless.

"Do you know her?" she inquired.

"It's a long story," I warned.

"I didn't know my true origin. Scarllet was all I had and knew. But what she did and is doing is not right," she said, hurt. "It's my fault. Help me, Deniel," she pleaded. "Help me save my family. I didn't know I had one, and I don't want to lose them." She sniffled.

"We'll save your parents," I said, still shocked by the news. How could the goddess have destined me to the daughter of my creator? "Selene, you really like to play with me."

We got into my pickup truck, and I drove at high speed through the forest. Beside me, Renata was crying softly, and my heart ached.

"We'll get there in time," I said, looking at her sideways, and she nodded.

"I hope so, or I'll never forgive myself," she said. "I don't know if they'll still want me around... I betrayed them... In the worst way possible..."

"Your parents love you," I affirmed with conviction, and she nodded, though she seemed uncertain.