Apollo Parents Novels & Stories

he exclaimed in disbelief. "Yes, indeed. And I need your assistance because I also know where Alpha James is, and not only that, but I’m also familiar with the appearance of your son," Alpha Ryder stated. A smile tugged at the corners of Apollo's lips as hope ignited in his eyes. He drew closer to Ryder, gripping his shoulders. "I thought I'd never see him again. Tell me where he is. I can hardly wait to gaze upon my son's face. Please," Apollo begged, his voice trembling with emotion.

“Don’t you already know what my relationship to Owen is? It’s all for the sake of helping you cover up a lie.” Abel nodded. “I see, that makes sense.” Apollo’s mood improved a little. “That’s more like it! If you say it’s Solomon, I can tolerate it, but if you mention Owen, I won’t let you off the hook, especially if you mention it to Mom and Dad.” Everyone in the entertainment industry knew that Apollo was a big fan of Solomon’s. Ever since Apollo became famous, he never played a supporting character except for when he got to act alongside the male lead, Solomon!

Oh they definitely were fucking with me. “That's not even possible I only slept with you guys.” Gabe sighs and slaps Byron. “Byron over here is Alpha of all Alphas, being such, he would have to have his mate to be able to produce a child. Only mates of Alpha of all Alphas can take his knot. When he finished his wolf Obsidian took over and knotted with you. That's why we called the doc to check on you.” I looked at them, I felt overwhelmed, this is all too much. I walk toward the window and start pacing in front of it.

When my 520th flight touches down, I find my girlfriend—someone who has never once picked me up from the airport—waiting for me there in the terminal. Lindsay Shire is holding a bouquet of air-freighted roses and a velvet box with a diamond ring sparkling inside. The moment she drops to one knee, a collective, stunned gasp ripples through the crowd. We've been together for ten years, and this is the first time she's ever indicated that she wants to marry me. Pretending to keep my composure, I slip the ring onto my finger. My voice trembles as I say, "Lindsay, we—" But she suddenly laughs and glances to the side, one eyebrow arched smugly. "I told you he'd say yes. I won the bet. Hand o

Becca exclaimed in disgust. She shook her head. “Apollo will always be Apollo. I can’t undo that; he wants the best for me. Ever since our father died, Apollo took his responsibilities. Especially, mom is always out of the country because of our business,” she uttered and sighed as she looked outside the window.

The chair rolls and smashes against the wall behind me. Moon Goddess, you have got to be kidding me. Startled, Rhode jumps a little and blinks. “Uhm..Alpha, is something wrong?” “Wrong? This is wrong! That’s what is wrong! You can’t have Rhode as our mate! We do girls, we don’t do guys!” Apollo practically freaks out and screams at me, “Look into his eyes! Goddess, I swear I’ll kill myself if it is him! We can’t have anyone humping on our backs!”

At six months old, Apollo exhibits terrifying strength, tearing through steel-reinforced chew toys and howling at the moon through the reinforced glass. Daniel takes on the role of physical instructor, teaching the toddler discipline, scent-tracking, and control within the confines of the loft. The industrial loft had long since ceased to resemble a human dwelling and had evolved into a sprawling, multi-tiered domain of high-tech security and primal sanctuary. At the center of it all, six-month-old Apollo Kian defied every biological rule written by science, history, or nature.

He shrugs with a grin, following my gaze. “Chloe, who is this man?” My mother asks, tilting her wolf head. I turn my attention back to her. "This is my fiancé. He is the Alpha of Aberdeen," I tell her, grabbing Malachi's hand. “You are in love? He is good looking and has quit the package” Her wolf smiles. I laugh so hard that I fall back. "You're still as funny as I remember," I say with a smile, then it fades as realization sets in as I remember that she let me believe she was dead this whole time.

DEVIN "It was a pleasure solidifying this holy alliance with you Alpha Devin. We are certain Luna Valentine will be owning up to her responsibility of being your mate and the almighty luna of the Crow." An elder spokesperson from across the table began, sending a smile coated in nothing but pretense at Valentine. I saw her cringe and it made me angry to know that these were the people she was willing to sacrifice her supposed happiness and freedom for despite her overwhelming hate for me. I personally wanted to see those conniving old farts burn.

My arms tightened around Phoe instinctively, as if my body refused to let him go even for a second. Apollo leaned closer, his voice urgent now. “Listen to me. This does not change what he is to me. Nothing does.” I nodded faintly, tears already burning behind my eyes. “He is still my son,” Apollo said fiercely. “I chose him. I will always choose him.” My voice trembled. “Do we know who it could be?” Apollo swallowed. “Amir.” The name echoed between us. I stared at him, stunned. “Your cousin?” “He didn’t know,” Apollo said immediately. “He was grieving. His wife had just been buried. He was drunk. He blacked out. Stephanie”