Aries As Parents Novels & Stories

Artemis challenges Atlas without fear, and he meets her not with dominance, but with calm reason and unshakable support. It’s so different from what I grew up seeing. My parents were Alpha and Luna, but my father always acted like the Alpha, even with her. His decisions were law, his word unchallenged. My mother never contradicted him, not even when his choices affected us in ways that could have been avoided. It wasn’t a partnership. She supported him, but the equality Artemis and Atlas share wasn’t there. By looking at Artemis and Atlas, now, I don’t know if my father ever even considered her a partner or not.

Cengiz looked at Jared, Brianna, Adrian, and Aria, “Invest everything in your children, from your time to your love, because you only get that chance once and before you know it, they won’t need you anymore. I haven’t been the best father, but I’m hoping to be a better grandfather” he said quietly, making Angela’s eyes well up with tears. Aria held Adrian’s hand from under the table and listened quietly, thinking his parents seemed more excited for their unborn child then he did. He wondered if he would ever acknowledge it, as he hadn’t as of yet.

"I hope so. The child would never be able to ascend to the throne, but besides that, Xavier would make a good father." A crease formed between her eyes. "Why not? Is it because the child has to be actual blood?" Grayson nodded. "I'm afraid so." Ari sighed, turning toward the view again. "Well, to me, your family is the people in your life who are there to wipe your tears away and support you in good times and bad. Many people can give birth, but not everyone can be good parents." Grayson nodded. "I completely agree, but it's been a law for centuries."

Bryan added his own wording to the same question, signing, "With you standing in as our mother-pod at our mating ceremony, does that make you our adoptive pod?" Aros's shoulders shook as he silently laughed, holding his breath momentarily before signing, "Actually, yes. In legal terms, I am like your father, making my pod your mother-pod. I would adopt you as brothers and be your kin-pod, but I'm much too old for that. There was no time to invite my adult merlings; they have pods of their own. However, you'll meet them soon enough. Right now, you should focus on meeting your mates' pod and enjoy the celebration."

Aria’s POV “I-I never really got the chance to know who my real parents were.” My voice came out a little shaky, but I tried to keep it steady. “My adopted parents… they were part of the Crescent Moon pack. Not just ordinary members—they were high-ranking.” Kaelen’s eyebrows rose slightly. “High-ranking?”

Seeing their tattered clothes and frail bodies, most of the audience still chose to side with them. "No matter what, even if she won't help Edwin, she still has to support her parents." "She's their daughter, after all. Her parents raised her since she was little, so it's only right that she gives something back." "That's no excuse for her to be ungrateful and cut ties with them!" When they said that, I almost laughed out loud. I rose to my feet and slowly raked my gaze across all those fair-weather spectators. "Who said they raised me since I was little? Which one of you saw that with your own eyes? Moreover, I didn't choose to cut ties with them. If anything, they were the ones who abandon

Artemis' POV I stepped on Zelo's foot and looked at him. "What are you doing?" I asked, still glaring at him. It's just a whisper because I don't want the kids to think that the two of us are arguing. "What do you think, Mama?" The kids look at me with hopefulness in their eyes. I laughed awkwardly there. "Babies... Me and your Dad can co-parent without getting married... It's actually fine..." I said so they pouted and slowly nodded. I don't know how the conversation about that ended.

"For what it's worth, I think having a baby who can heal plants is pretty remarkable. Scary, sure. But also kind of amazing." "It is amazing," I admitted. "I just wish it came with an instruction manual." "Parenting doesn't come with an instruction manual even without magical plant powers," Sarah pointed out. "We're all just making it up as we go." "That's not as comforting as you think it is," I said, but I was smiling. Arianna made a sound—something between a coo and a laugh—and reached for Adrian. He reached back, and their little hands clasped together.

She's still alive and holding it down at my family's crib, keeping things in check while my parents are off doing their usual work routine. Extremely, even with all the wealth, luxury, fame, and power, I still yearned for one thing: that sweet, sweet love from my parents. Eros, on the other hand, had a different situation. His mom may be gone, but his dad stepped up and played both parental roles. Eros is the wildest, funniest, and smartest of our crew. We formed this gang together, but he's more into the business side while I embrace the brutal and sadistic side and a proud one at that.

He understood that if he told his mom to rest for the whole day, she wouldn’t listen. He nodded seriously: "Okay, that’s fine." Tristan watched the little one with interest, listening to their conversation, raising his eyebrows. He had been in the human world for so long, seeing only parents arranging and commanding things for their children. Human parents like to control their offspring, wanting to grab everything in their hands. Not to mention the little one was still so young, even when their offspring were already adults, able to support themselves and stand on their own, their parents still couldn’t bear to let go of the ropes in their hands.