Arnold Swansinger Son Romane & Geschichten

He shrugged, turned away, and walked out of the room. Arnold looked at me. “You are also going to use your son?” he asked. “Our son,” I corrected. “And yes, this is the right place for him. He belongs in this house, and he deserves his grandmother's love." I walked towards the window and watched Steven as he walked toward his grandmother with the toy in his hand. Karma had been a bad bitch. When I found out that I was pregnant with Steven, I convinced Arnold that the only option was for us to get married. Then Steven was born and he looked nothing like the Kensingtons.

Alpha Phil stated. “Same here” Arnold responded. A grunt escaped the lips of Tamlin, certainly pissed by the scene in front of him. Arnold had his right arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. “I heard from my son what happened, my apologies for his rash behavior” “Don’t apologize for me, he is the one that took something from me.” Tamlin cut off his father’s words. “The apology has been accepted but it would be much better if I heard it from him” Arnold responded.

Sonia nodded. "Oh my...AHHH!" I screamed but covered my mouth quickly. "That's my Beta! No delay!" I laughed while Sonia covered her face in embarrassment, giggling behind her palms. That wasn't the only thing Arnold shared with her. "He found my step father," She revealed, her voice filled with hate. "That drunk bastard sold my home and ran off to a different pack to start afresh. Arnold traced his location down to a woman's house. He's engaged to this single mother, ready to become a stepfather to an innocent child."

he said sharply. The other person chuckled. “The future you tried to avoid is here now.” Arnold froze. “Who are you, and what are you talking about?” The voice paused. “He’s coming for you. Elias Narvick’s son is Carden Narvick—the one you thought was a priest.” Arnold’s jaw tightened. “I’m also coming for you too. You’ve already lost, Arnold. See you in hell soon.” The call ended abruptly. Arnold was surprised. He knew Carden was a fake priest, but he never expected him to be the reason his past would awaken.

His expression softened as his eyes landed on our son. “Hey, buddy,” he said warmly. “Daddy!” Arnold launched himself at his legs, and Damien caught him mid-jump with ease. I couldn’t help the tiny smile that curved my lips. He’d gotten good at this.. the balance between CEO and father, I haven't. Arnold babbled on about the rollercoaster, his excitement was unmatched. Then Damien’s gaze lifted… locking on mine. “Son,” he said softly, setting Arnold down, “why don’t you wait for us in the car? Alex is there.”

I heard a small child calling from down the hall. I frowned and looked in the direction of the hall when I saw a small boy, no older than 2 running through the darkness and toward Raya. He looked like a mini version of Arnold. “Arnie baby, why are you awake? I just put you down for a nap,” Raya said, scooping the small boy into her arms. “I had a bad dream….” “Arnie…” I whispered staring at the boy. Raya met my eyes. “I’d like you to meet my son. Arnold Jr.”

The younger man next to him was his son. The son scanned Lola up and down. His eyes lingered a little too long around her cleavage. “I don’t think we’ve met,” Jax said and reached out his hand. “Jax Blackwood.” Mr. Arnold’s son grabbed his hand, his jaw immediately tensed and his eyes narrowed in pain. “Sebastian Arnold,” he seethed and fought to pull his hand back. Sebastian was Jax’s age, but it was clear that Sebastian was a socialite and thought everyone who wasn’t was beneath him. Jax wasn’t like that. He showed everyone the same amount of respect they showed him.

Frida continued saying, "He said he wasn't free. He wanted to spend Sylvia's last few days with her. Don't you think it's laughable?! Ethan was his son. And he wasn't even willing to come back to see him. He even thought I was playing some kind of trick. What a joke! "Let me tell you, don't think I don't know that you're keeping the Arnold residence's land deed for that illegitimate child. It'll never happen!

I sighed in disappointment. "It is a hundred percent match, sir," the doctor said. "Andy Johnson is Evander Astor's son."