Birk Balthazar Sofia The First Real Dad Novels & Stories

“You’re in my pack house, standing in my office, after causing a literal trouble, do you have any idea that one of the ladies you just hit was the daughter of my previous Beta?” “A trouble?” I let out a sharp, bitter laugh at the thought that, even the Alpha who'd just got to the pack recognised my father's illegitimate daughter, whereas the legitimate daughter is just a nameless ‘Voss.’ “Lexi poured a drink over my mother's head. What was I supposed to do, thank her? Your 'precious beta's daughter' is completely delusional if she thinks she can do whatever she wants.” I spit uncontrollably. I was so pissed off that, if I could, I’d punch his annoyingly beautiful face right now.

Deep inside, he was feeling his heart beat for the very first time. A while ago when Alexander collected the DNA test report from Jake who took it from the doctors who worked all night to get it done, he felt really anxious because he wanted the result to come out positive. And just when Alexander saw the DNA test report, he could feel his lips acting on its own. He was smiling for the very first time!. Everything came out 99.99%. He was the Father of the Kids and Mina was their mommy!. "Mommy, are you okay?". Tyler curiously asked, but Mina didn't reply immediately.

But one lost his life because my dad killed him. Not that I was mad at him for this. Sophia and her baby were the first priority at that time. And because of their stupidity, she lost her baby. . #TBC

But lately, she looked at him like he was failing her, failing Sofia, failing everyone. A bitter laugh slipped through his lips as he shook his head. When was the last time anyone asked how I feel? No one had. Not about Brian. Not about Tania. Not even about the revelation that Sofia, the little girl he had loved like his own, whom he thought was a father figure in her life at least, didn't see him as such. He swallowed hard, the memory of Sofia’s cold words from that morning echoing in his head: “Well, he isn’t my dad, is he? Mine is dead. Murdered! He can’t tell me what to do now…”

She had to be more careful next time, she almost took him to the rebels and even though he was her friend, Alpha Jose remained his father. A father who could control his actions, one that he could never challenge. Alesix might be a good person and would never allow her to get hurt, but he wouldn't betray his father for her? He would surely leak her secret, either willingly or guiltily. 'You've got to ace your game and stop making mistakes, this was a bad idea from the beginning' Sofia thought and scooped some water into her hands. “It's so warm” Sofia giggled and took her hands' dipper into the stream. She loved things of nature, they gave her a sense of belonging.

She grabbed the phone, glanced at the screen, and answered it with a cold laugh. My father's voice came through at once, tight with worry. "Isa, why aren't you home yet? Is the auction still going?" I dragged in a breath and shouted as loudly as I could, "Papa, help me! They're going to destroy my hands!" My father's voice went cold in an instant. "What? Who is this?" Sofia shouted into the phone, "I'm Sofia Lopez! Your daughter's been acting like a slut with men, so I'm teaching her a lesson!"

she ranted on “You mean my father” I snorted out angrily “What!!!!’ Sofia rasped out “Your… Monk Martin is my freaking FATHER” I howled out “Are… you the long… lost… son” Sofia mused I laughed out and faced her, “Wow, long lost son_ that's an amazing title for a child he sold out” I whispered ° °

Like I owed him explanations, curfews, or anything at all. I let out a cold laugh. “What is this? 1952?” He shrugged, mouth twisting. “Just saying, you’ve got a kid to come home to. Or did playing single mum make you forget that?” I stared at him. “You’re unbelievable,” I said quietly. He stepped forward, eyes dark. “I’m her father, Sofia. You don’t get to act like I’m some stranger now.” “You are a stranger,” I snapped. “You don’t know what toothpaste she uses. You don’t know her bedtime song. You don’t even know how she likes her toast.”

Code Name: Black Harbinger. Status: Deceased. Role: Genetic Benefactor. Her father. Sophia blinked. “Your father was recruited by the original founders of Lazarus,” Rafael murmured, stepping closer. “He wasn’t a scientist. He was a recruiter. An architect of the psychological warfare protocols used on early subjects.” The blood drained from Sophia’s face. “That’s not true. He was a diplomat. A humanitarian. He—” “No,” Rafael said softly. “He left that life. Walked away when he realized what they were doing to the children. That’s how your mother met him. She was one of the defectors.”

Dad said and they all laughed heartily, the man's lustful gaze still not leaving my body. "Have you greeted our visitor yet?" Dad asked, in his usual demeaning tone as he darted a glare at me. "Oh, no. It's alright, Alphonso. She's probably shocked to see me. Don't worry about that." The man waved him off, and instantly, the fake smile was back on his face. "Sweetie, come sit next to your mother." Mum said and somehow, my legs led me to sit beside her. Mum wrapped a firm arm around me, almost crushing my shoulder in the process, "Alexander, this is Sofie, our daughter, and Sofie, this is Sir Alexander Guilon, my former boss and your soon-to-be husband." She grinned and I saw red.