Black Clover Who Is Asta Father Novels & Stories

“Please, tell me there is no merit to his words.” His father’s head was bowed as he leaned heavily on the back of a chair. “You know as well as I do that not enough time has passed to know for sure. But, I have sent for the one person who might be able to tell us if there is a possibility.” Cal refused to be ashamed or guilty. In his mind, Astasha was his Queen. If they bore a child together, he would face whatever was necessary to protect them both.

"We need to know how it went, and who is this pretty young lady?" Clive shrugged. "Well there was a little commotion because of miss ma'am here...but it ended well because I brought home the star of the show." He looked towards Linessa. "Linessa this is Amora, my mom..." He pointed to the man beside her. "That's my dad, Joshua...hi dad, and these two..." He gestured towards the man sandwiched by everyone else. "This one is my beta Kemar and the one beside him is my gamma Dantae...and this here..."

“So you also knew I was having a baby? Of course you will know. You are the nightly Blackwood heir so nothing can pass your ears!!” He held my hands, with a crook smile. “Listen to me AURORA. We can make this work. You love me and I love you. That's what matters. And my father is Grandpa Blackwood. Blarke is not my father. So it doesn't matter or affect our love.”

Unlike before when he quickly pulled his hand, Cassius stayed holding my father’s hand for a quite a long time. That is not an expression of a person who was disgusted. Soon, they pulled out from each other’s grip and Cassius stayed staring at Astell with an awe. ‘What happened to him?’ “I will introduce myself again,” my father said. “I am Astell Wyatt, the chairman of Wyatt corporation.” Cassius also spoke, “I am Cassius Fabroa. The first grandson of Sorren Fabroa.” Next, my father stared at me. I felt my heart dropped on the floor as soon as our gazes met.

“Mom, she’s my wife.” She freezes for half a second, then keeps going. “I don’t understand why you hate her so much,” I continue, my voice sharp. “She has done nothing to you. Nothing to Daisy. Nothing to Dustin. You all need to get your shit together and realize that Clover is my wife.” Dustin lets out a short laugh. “I don’t care either way. I’m just here for Mom, Daisy, and the baby. I don’t want you hurting them.” My father stands there like he’s watching a TV show, arms crossed, expression neutral, completely detached.

She retorted. "This position is rightfully mine!" I said domineeringly. "But, Stella, correct me if I'm wrong, isn't your father Rory White? When did he become Mr. Navi?" She pursed her lips. "As far as I recall, Miss Chloe... oh, Mrs. Atlas, you've had quite a few stepfathers too, haven't you?" "... Oh! Stepfather!" I sneered. "It seems you are associated with all sorts of wicked people. You're right about one thing: you do know me well! However, I know my biological father is Rory White!"

With that, he took a graceful turn and headed for the door, but my very confused mind would not let him leave like that. "Father? What father?” I was sure as hell that he wasn't talking about Isabella Monroe's father, so it had to be Astria's. The file had said a few things about Astria's family and from what she could gather, her father was a wealthy man who owned businesses in almost every part of the world. But that wasn't the problem. The problem was that no one told me that I would be entertaining Astria Delman's father just two days after reading a file. What about the test? What had become of that?

They were giving him a chance to make it right and putting me back where I belonged. I stared at the watch, closing it, the sun glinting off it as I held it up. Asta knew this was my father’s watch, which meant she knew my father, right? It was so frustrating that she gave me the watch and vanished. She was leaving me no choice but to go to the Stoney Plains even though it was something I was still contemplating..

Joshua spat, his glare intensified on clover. "Sounds like you know this feeling already," Clover replied, placing her hand on the table before resting her chin on her palm. Joshua's nostrils flared as his hand resting on the table surface became balled. Clover was grinning within, waiting to see the eruption. But it did not happen. It was the woman who shifted all the attention to herself. "You are the elder daughter of the Hasting family, am I right?" "Yes, the luckiest daughter on earth," Clover replied.

"This is wonderful. I'm finally going to be a father." Finally? My heart twisted violently. Astro stood next to me, his little face falling as he squeezed my hand tight: "Mommy, what is Father talking about? Am I not his child?" His innocent voice echoed sharply through the silent hall. The nobles didn't even try to hide their sneers: "A little mortal bastard dares to speak up here?" "If the other gods find out our noble Sea God has a filthy mortal love child, Atlantis will be the laughingstock of the realms!"