Defying the Lycan King (Kira and Derek) novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187: The True Heir

"What did you just say to me?"

Kira’s voice was barely a whisper. She stared at Claudia, her mind spinning so fast she felt slightly dizzy.

Claudia nodded slowly, tears now gathering at the corners of her eyes.

"It’s true, my Queen." She drew a breath. "Your mother, Claire Ironfang, was the true and original heir of Moonfang. Her own father was the Alpha of Moonfang before he passed. And that father, your grandfather, gave her hand in marriage to the strongest gamma the pack had at that time."

She blinked. "That gamma was Rolf Thornclaw. He was young, he was promising, and everyone truly believed he was a good man and a good match for the Alpha’s daughter."

Kira blinked, completely stunned. The words bounced around her head, making no sense at all, yet making too much sense all at once.

Tears rushed to her eyes, blurring her vision. Needing a moment to ground herself before she completely lost her mind, she grabbed the glass of water on the table, and downed it in one long gulp.

She could not bloody well believe it. This woman was sitting here, calm as you like, telling her that the very man who had treated her like garbage her entire life was nothing but a bloody impostor.

A fake. A thief. All along, the Moonfang pack had actually belonged to her mother, Claire.

And piece by piece, it began to click into place inside her head.

Of course. That was why Rolf had gone to such extreme lengths to erase every single trace of her mother and her mother’s family.

That was why the people of Moonfang did not dare mention Claire’s name, treating it like a curse. That was why he hated Kira with such a burning passion and had wanted her dead by any means necessary.

Kira was not just an unwanted daughter; she was the last living descendant of the Ironfang family. She was the rightful bloodline. Rolf wanted them completely wiped from the face of the earth so no one could ever challenge his stolen throne.

But then, another thought popped up, bringing a fresh wave of confusion. If Rolf wanted the bloodline dead, why on earth had Lydia kept her alive?

Did Lydia know the truth? Why did that woman strive so hard to preserve the Ironfang bloodline when her own daughter, Chloe, had already been named the heir by that monster Rolf? It did not make sense. Lydia had been cruel, but this piece of the puzzle felt tangled.

Kira set the glass back down on the table. She sucked in a deep, shaky breath, refusing to look Claudia in the eyes just yet. She could not just believe every wild story told to her over a restaurant table.

"Why should I believe a single word coming out of your mouth?"

Claudia leaned forward, her expression completely earnest. "First of all, I am a werewolf, and Moonfang was originally my home pack. I was not just any worker, my queen. I was the head Omega who served your mother personally. I saw everything."

Kira swallowed the lump in her throat. She looked at Claudia.

"Did he ever love her?" she asked. "Rolf, I mean. He always claimed he loved her. Was that at least true?"

Claudia let out a heavy, miserable sigh, shaking her head. "He pretended to. Oh, he played the part beautifully while her parents were still alive.

"But after their deaths—during that awful rogue ambush—his true colours came out. He stopped hiding his nasty streak. He started bringing his whore right into the family home."

Claudia sighed again.

"When your mother dared to complain or stand up for herself, he abused her. He silenced her completely, all while playing the doting, loving husband to the public. He pushed a false narrative to the entire pack, making everyone believe that Claire was just a spoiled, ungrateful Alpha’s daughter who did not appreciate him."

"So... she cheated on him?"

Claudia leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms. "Well, if you want to look at it that way, he was cheating on her first. He broke her spirit long before anything else happened.

"Then, he finally found his true fated mate, Lydia—that girl the guards found near the borders of Moonfang, half-dead after a rogue attack. But Luna Claire found her own true mate too."

She paused. "It was Alpha Ethan, who was the Crystal Moon Alpha’s son back then. But theirs was a tragic love from the very start. A werewolf and lycan can never be together."

And it was rumoured, mind you, only rumoured that this soul bond of his was already a married woman besides.

Goddess, her entire life had been a lie.

Then it came back to him all at once. The empty tents. The blinking device on the chair leg. His own voice screaming the words it’s a trap down the link. The world swallowing itself in fire.

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