A Letter To My Father Novels & Stories

So I leave them. I also got some letters from my father. He said everybody misses me so much and he can't wait to see me again. He also said that he is investigating my mother's death. When I wrote him why, he said that something doesn't fit right. I received Rudra's letter yesterday only. I feel so happy when I get it that everybody teasing me abot it. I blushed so hard and actually felt a little tingling in my heart. I really miss him.

I think Asia should read her letter… Asia held the letter in her hand.., Letter to my daughter, My daughter I am so sorry someone forced me to leave you so early… I will always be your mother but also remember to take care of your father.., if I am deceased just know I tried everything in my power to keep you alive even if that meant giving my life…

And I hope you use your strength to be the wolf you're destined to be. I love you my dearest child. My blood will always run through your veins. Zoey Isabella Boysen. My love, my heart, the reason for the most joy I've ever known in my life. My baby girl. Your dad, Reagan. <3 Forever in my heart. . Tears streamed down my cheeks as I glanced over the letter one more time. This letter was written by my dad before he died. What pained me the most was that he actually had a feeling that he would, and so he needed to write me this.

“Hello Father. I don’t expect you to believe anything I’m about to say, and yet all I’ll say is nothing but the truth—the truth you should have known long before now. I’m not dead, and as much as I wish I could tell you this face to face, I can’t. But I need you to know that I am alive and I’m well. I heard about mother. I heard what happened and I’m so sorry. I’m sorry that you had to face it all on your own, I’m sorry that I couldn’t be there when you needed me the most. But I need you to know you haven’t lost it all. I’m still here—still alive, and so you have to hold on and be strong—this is exactly what she’d have wanted and you know it. There’s a lot of things I wish to tell you, but I

He looked so exhausted. “Go to sleep. You look terrible.” I said out, trying to smile but I failed. Brum did not have to be told twice. He turned away, and walked off to the bed. I turned my head back to stare at the box before me. I really missed my father. I knew he did not like writing back and forth but it was too much, I needed to hear if he was okay. I slid off the counter to take my communication book and writing stick. I did not even know what I would say. I was not going to reveal any important information incase others read the letter.

My father explained and I got so maddened by his words. I wasn't surprised, my father had always been the selfish, self-centered and greedy type. "Point of correction, don't you dare address my boyfriend as useless because he is better than you both!" I fired at my dad hotly. "Avery! Mind your words," My mom warned me and I rolled my eyes at her.

I immediately stood up, opened it, and got my bag. I almost forgot about the letter. I opened the envelope. My hands were shaking, knowing that it was my dad’s handwriting. “Aria, my daughter. I know when you read this letter, I am no longer in this world. I want you to know that I love you. After your mom died, I was so hopeless. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to kill myself too. But you held my hand that day, showing me your lovely smile. You're the reason why I chose to live. You will always be my little Aria. I saw you grow up and I’m so happy. I love you more than everything in this world. I’m sorry for everything. I’m sorry for being busy and not being able to talk to you. I’m sorr

That did not mean I was going to let it pass. "Go home," I said to Elena. "Sleep. We have a long day tomorrow." At the door she paused. "Are you going to call him?" "Yes," I said. "But not yet." >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> It was 11:45 when the intercom buzzed. I had come home an hour earlier and was sitting at my kitchen counter with my father's sealed letter finally open in front of me. Three pages of his careful unhurried handwriting, every sentence something I was going to need time to carry properly. His voice had been enough this morning. Now I was reading what he had written down, and it was both easier and harder than I had expected.

My father wrote me a letter three days ago and put it in the hands of a man working against both of us, and I have no idea whether that was a mistake or whether it was exactly what he intended. I reach for it.

Deserved the truth instead of comfortable lies. The letter to Aiden went like this: "Dear son. By the time you read this, you'll be old enough to understand what happened between your mother and me. I rejected her three years ago. Made the worst mistake of my life. Destroyed our mate bond because I was afraid and stupid and too damaged to recognize love when it was right in front of me. Your mother survived. Became stronger than me. Became the Alpha I should have been. And when I finally came back, she gave me a chance to prove I'd changed. Gave me thirty days to show the transformation was real. I did everything she asked. But sometimes doing everything right still isn't enough. Sometimes t