Bella's Daughter Twilight Novels & Stories

But now, his coldness left her questioning if she had inadvertently stepped on his toes or if something else was amiss. Bella was no stranger to privilege. As the daughter of business tycoon Donald McMahon, she had grown up in a world of wealth and influence. While many wondered why she chose to work for Taylor instead of her father, Bella had a clear motive in mind. She aimed to secure a place in Taylor's father's will.

she asked, real confusion in her voice. Bella shook her head energetically, curls bouncing. "No! I've never seen you before. What's your name?" "Gwen," she answered, still smiling. "And what's your name?" "I'm Bella!" my daughter announced with the pride only a six-year-old could have. "Bella Valemont." "Bella," Gwen repeated, like she was savoring the sound of it. "What a beautiful name. How old are you, Bella?" "Six!" Bella held up six fingers, making sure the number was absolutely clear. "I turn seven in April!"

I close my eyes and wait for the fallout. “With whom?” Mom asks, her voice shaking. “A Beta’s Daughter. Her name is Bella, she is 4 months old, she is a perfect sweetheart, I love her and her mother abandoned her. But she can attend daycare while Spencer and I are in school. It could be okay,” I rattle off as quickly as my tongue will allow. “Your Mother and I need time to process this,” Dad says. “We both had kids when we met, at least TJ is from a mate bond,” Mom reminds him.

There she was accepted as she offered her services, but this time she was pregnant—pregnant with the alpha’s child whom she had caused to die. Bella was powerful; she gave birth to her daughter and lived near a pack raising her daughter, and unfortunately, as her daughter grew, she fell in love with an alpha even when she was told not to love any alpha as it was forbidden. Everything was going well until one day they came in and took Bella; luckily her daughter was not there. The other community where the father of her child was from had finally located her, but she couldn't be taken, so she was to be punished there—taken as a prisoner. They luckily didn't know she had a daughter, as Bella a

She was the insufferable daughter of Twilight Pack’s Beta. “Who the fuck are you?” I growled, pretending to not know her. She liked to be the centre of attention, so let’s take her down a notch. She blinked and gaped for a moment before quickly collecting herself. Throwing her long black hair behind her shoulder, she said, “It’s me, Demi. I’m the daughter of the Twilight Beta.” “I don’t care who you are,” I told her. “Nobody is allowed to talk badly about my date. Apologise right now.”

The first time Bella had experienced this was when Evelyn reappeared in her life when she was ten, shattering Bella’s hopes of having a happy family and making it clear that she was now happily married to the Alpha of the Frost Pack. When she could no longer bear the turmoil, Evelyn reached for her phone on the nightstand, turning on the flashlight. She quietly made her way to Bella’s room. Easing the door open, she stepped inside and saw Bella fast asleep, her breathing steady and calm. Evelyn moved closer to the bed and sat down gently beside her daughter, her gaze softening as she looked down at Bella. Tears shimmered in her eyes, and she hesitated before stretching a hand toward Bella’s

Layla looks at me and growls as she turns to Riley and says, “You're not using my daughters to make a good impression on someone Riley.” He clasps his hands in front of his chest, falling to his knees as he begs, “Please, Layla, just this once.” Layla sighs as she mind-links me, “Can you come and get your Beta away from me before I kill him, and while you're at it, put him out of his misery and tell him Willow turns eighteen in a couple of weeks.” I chuckle and mind-link her back, “Why didn't you tell him that in the kitchen?”

Amelia declared, giving the most logical explanation she could think of. I laughed softly and shook my head. “Well Amelia, I don't think I qualify as a boy anymore. Don't you think so?” She huffed dramatically and flicked a strand of hair out of her face. With her hair out of the way, she returned her icy stare at me, waiting for the answer to her question. ‘Such confidence for a young child,’ I smiled to myself. ‘No one had to⁴ be told that she was indeed an Alpha's Daughter.’

Silas murmured, staring at the child with a mixture of awe and horror. "Not just his," I corrected, watching as Zeta Clara cleaned the infant. "This is still Bella's daughter. Still pack. We just need to help stabilize her." We repeated the process we'd used with Gabriel—a drop of my blood mixed with first milk, offered to the newborn. The effect was the same—the metallic sheen normalizing slightly, Bella's fever beginning to recede. "What will happen to her?" Bella asked later, cradling her daughter. The worst of the crisis had passed, both mother and child stabilizing. "Will she be like those hybrids?"

Queen Zita's POV. "Star Coral, stop playing with those dogs." my advisor plus Friend was jumping up and down the huge flower pots nicely organized, teasing the wolves outside Alpha Jacob's mansion. I told him to remain outside as I went in to talk with Jacob. We were supernatural beings who has immense powers to conquer Jacob's village just the two of us, but that's not what I followed. I followed my daughter Bella wood. I had been watching her ever since her powers triggered two months ago and when I told her who I was, she denied me on the spot.