Alia Rose Father Novels & Stories

Which company did he work for? Allisya reported this to her father, who was also one of Andre's business associates. "Dad, is Aris famous in all the companies?" Receiving that question, Allister shook his head. "No, Aris just helps his father with his office work. Famous for what, exactly?" Allister was bothered by that statement. Aris was just an ordinary person, not a public figure.

That was not an answer. “How old?” I pressed. “He is thirty years your senior." I turned away. I was only nineteen. I closed my eyes. “I have met him,” my father added quickly. “He is stern, yes. Reserved. But not cruel. He has lost his wife. He needs someone gentle in that house.” Someone gentle. . “Does he know why?” I asked before I could stop myself. My father frowned. “Why what?” “Why I would agree.”His gaze sharpened slightly.

In our pack, every child received a barrel of moonwine at birth, to be opened on one of the most important day of their life. When my adopted sister Rosalie and I received our college decisions, Mother gave her both her moonwine and mine. “Rosalie got into the Royal Wolf Academy,” Mother announced. “We should all celebrate her achievement.” My brother Callum brought out his own barrel, declaring, “Rosalie has made us all proud, so I’m opening mine as well.” Father poured Rosalie the first glass and raised a toast in her honor. Even my boyfriend, Julian, arrived with a bouquet of moon lilies for Rosalie. No one acknowledged me. “What about me?” I asked. Mother’s smile stiffened. “You’re the A

Catherine led her to other rooms, the ceremonial rooms, the pack meeting room that contained the alpha’s throne room which she only pointed to her from outside as it was locked and other rooms which she took no interest to know what they stood for. “Who are those?” Eleanor asked pointing to the portrait of a man and a woman with a little boy in between them. They were all smiles. “That is the formal Alpha and Luna, Alpha Arthur’s parents. And that is him, the little boy.” Eleanor took a step closer. She started briefly into the picture portrait. “He looked sensible when younger…what about his parents, they don’t stay in this house with him?” “They are dead.” “Oh, I’m sorry. I hope I didn’t t

I asked. He sighed deeply and nodded, "She was your father's first mate. They met in freshman year" he explained. "His first mate?!" Saige and I exclaimed. Alaric chuckled lightly, "I'm assuming that was a detail you didn't disclose?" he asked us. "My mom had a journal and she talk about our times with Ophelia and her son, our half-brother, Aziel. But she never mentioned that! I KNEW IT" Saige told him, she said the last part as she pointed a finger in my direction to which I flicked her off.

"Is that so?" "That's right. Madelyn thought that Azalea's father was a rich man and she dreamed of marrying into a rich family. Azalea's father did not tell her the truth and spent more than a year with Madelyn. She got pregnant after that and she thought she could marry into a rich and powerful family when she became pregnant. Who would expect that Azalea's father would die suddenly? She finally realized that he was not a rich man at all, and he was just a driver."

Rosa glances over my shoulder, her gaze darting to Aurora, who lingers just behind me, silent and pale. “I have no idea,” Rosa says coolly, folding her arms. “Maybe you should ask her.” I let out a harsh breath and turn to look at Aurora. She’s just as confused as I am, fear and shock plain on her face. She doesn’t know any more than I do. “Who’s her father?” I demand, my tone leaving no room for argument. Rosa straightens, jaw set. “You know who her father is. Alpha Samuel. He died, or have you forgotten?”

He breathed in her naturally rose scented body and sighed contentedly, his body sagging in relief. Ever since she was born, she had had that enticing rose scent, if that was even possible. Maybe it was as a result of the amount of gardening her mother had done while pregnant with Alaria. Her mother was very much in love with flowers, plants, crops, but mostly flowers. She would always say it made her feel free and one with nature. But if it weren't for her true love for gardening, Alaria's mom, Leah and dad, Kim probably wouldn't have met and he was very grateful for that.

But instead she stooped to his level and said, "I'm just surprised you want to, especially since everything that happened with your father." Alistar's father was a mystery. There were more rumors than actual facts surrounding the identity of the man. Some suspected that it was the Beta of his grandfather. Some suggested that it was a wandering rogue who was trying to challenge the Elder Littlefyre and solidify his claim. But that theory didn't make any sense. Whoever the father was, he was gone long before Calista's pregnant belly showed. At the end of the day, Layla didn't really care. It didn't change the fact that he wasn't present in Alistar's life.

‘Is Logan your dad? Arlie hesitated, then confirmed, ‘Yes, he’s my father. Miss Jansen, why do you have my dad’s phone?’ Alessia bit her lip, nearly drawing blood. ‘Arlie, I’m a friend of your father’s. He’s…he’s busy right now. Can you call him tomorrow?’ ‘Okay, I guess that’s fine. Good night, Miss Jansen.’ ‘Good night.’ Alessia stammered, her hand trembling as she hung up.