Between The Lions Sad Dad Novels & Stories

"Like my dad." "Your father and mine have nothing in common," Diana replied, but the harsh edge had left her voice. "They both love their kids," Leo pointed out with irrefutable child logic. Diana moved back to the window. The sky had lightened slightly, dawn approaching. How long had she been talking, distracted by this disarming child? "My dad is probably really scared right now," Leo continued. "And my mom too. When Sam got lost at the zoo, Mom cried even after we found him."

Dad and Stone had briefed them all last night when we got home and I was surprised to see how upset they all looked. Lance and Smith looked worried. Joe looked sad and Leo looked heartbroken. Dad looked up and saw their faces. "What's wrong, lads? It's a great day! We get to bring our princess home today." Dad boomed. There was silence from them for a moment before Leo spoke up. "But she was so hurt. She won't be the same." he said in a sorrowful voice.

They knew exactly how much they could afford to lose. Dad's parents watched with complicated expressions. But when they saw my face, eyes swollen and cheeks still red, they said nothing. What goes around comes around. Vanessa had planted her seeds, and now they were blooming. She was dragged out fighting, screaming, cursing, and not one person said a word. She was pushed into a car and driven toward that same filthy alley. When it seemed like things might finally settle, Dad called his assistant in and said, quietly and coldly:

'Lionel, how are you? 'Fine, mum!' he replied, hugging her tightly and wondering how his father could consider leaving such a beautiful woman as his mother for that fat ugly Erica. 'Are you okay?' she asked, looking at him and at her other pups for answers. They all seemed to be acting strange. She opened her arms wider as invitation for them all to come and be included in the hug. 'I am okay, just not happy, Dad was not the one who came to pick me up!' he replied.

"Why are you crying, Harvey?" Leo pouts and caresses his hair. "It's my fault your dad got shot," Harvey replies with a shaky voice, "I'm so sorry," he rests his head on Leo's chest, and the child pats his back. "It's okay, Harvey," Leo whispers with his soft voice, "It's not your fault." Harvey wipes his tears with his arms and hugs him, "Your dad doesn't deserve this," "My papa is a hero," Leo proudly says, "Just like you, Harvey,"

I thought Dad was finally going to grieve for me. I thought he would rush over and hold me tight. Excited, I drifted to his side, wanting to nuzzle his arm like a kitten. But what happened next plunged me right back into an icy abyss. After taking a deep breath, Dad screamed at my corpse with all his might, "You little brat! What kind of sick game are you playing up there? Get down here right now!" My body just swayed gently in the freezing wind, unable to respond.

Dad snarls, his elbow smashing into the wall. Leo cocks a brow as he walks in step with me. “This is my fucking house, and I don’t appreciate a rabid Lycan on the lose. So, unless you’re going to fucking behave, get the fuck out.” He says coldly to Dad, whose eyes narrow as they glimmer red. “Ah, another cocky shit.” Dad says, smirking coldly, the rage in his eyes still burning. Can I say I’m glad Royce, Leo and Uncle Marcel are here? Cus Dad looks… deranged.

For now, I am so happy, and my confidence has been boosted. "You could've just stayed hidden, Patrick," Dad stated. "But now that you're here, I have no choice but to kill you." "I hate that we have to part ways shortly after we meet, Daniel, but adios." The man whom dad called Patrick placed his thumb and index finger in his mouth. With that gesture, he whistled out loud. Seconds later, the ground shook, and after a while, one lion and a leopard appeared. Both of which are.. Deformed. The lion had a mane, but it's like a used broom because it was scarce of fur. The leopard is weird too. It had fur like that of a wolf's. Both animals released pheromones. That wolf's bane pheromone.

Mancini said with a bit of awe, and it was then I heard my daughter speak for the first time. “Not just lions, Uncle Hank.” “If they’re not just lions, what da…what are they, Mengele?” “Daddy, have you ever heard of Tsavo?” Mancini choked on the sip of water he’d just taken from the expensive bottle of crap he’s so fond of, but I didn’t have time to question her further because, on the screen, pandemonium broke out as the lions made their way along the deck to the crowd of people all dressed in their formal best and started attacking.

Her anxiety increased, and her heart started to beat fast. "My little Lily. Sorry, your dad has to let you down to save thousands of families." Lilian’s Dad, Mr. Leo Willson, said it with a heavy voice. He looked haggard, as if he hadn’t had good sleep. Some of his black hair turned white, and he looked like his age had increased by ten years just within the few days she had not seen him.