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It was even tucked away in a protective sleeve, with his handwriting on the back, "Shannon, my youth." “Dan!” I rushed forward, grabbing my son from Shannon’s arms. Dan turned to look at me but quickly pouted and averted his gaze, refusing to meet my eyes. He was just like his father—silent when angry, never expressing his feelings out loud but letting his discontent simmer underneath. Was he upset because I’d been gone for too long on this trip? Softening my tone, I spoke gently, “Dan, I’m back now. Let’s go home, okay?”

The softness was laced with his deep voice, and it made me want to just hug him, and, that'll be the end. . . The day came that I finally had the opportunity to go see my son. Tearing through the air, my mind travelled down to the feast we had, five days straight without going out of Metoline, and the other days everyone must gather around for the great cleansing. And like a routine, Vonen was nowhere to be found, but my father who seemed too weak to argue with her, didn't cough. Anyway, I got to my son's pack and it was all bloody and littered with mangled and dismembered bodies. My pace increased, and there in Whadh's bathroom, I found him, lost in his own head and when I looked down, his

“He just turned 17. He's a bit like I used to be, and at times I still am. He's quiet, soft-spoken, shy, and very sweet. But he likes to keep to himself. Do you see that young man over there?” He pointed to a man talking to Damian, Xavier, and Theo. He looked nothing like Cassian. “Yes. What about him?” “He's my oldest son. His name is Abraham.” I studied Lucian for a moment before looking at his son. Abraham is as tall as Damian, but his body is bigger, broader, and more muscular than the Beta's. “Why are you telling me this?” I asked, but the angel ignored my question and continued talking. Lovely!

Who knows, you're going to have to read the book about Travis to find out. I can promise you that my son's life will be interesting and it'll be full of action, dark and twisted love of his own, betrayal, loyalty, sexual desires, violence, and darkness, but as far as the devil goes, there will be no more talk of the devil. The devil died the day Commander Luca died and he won't be coming back anytime soon... or will he? only time will tell after all...

He says the Alpha is dead, the leadership of Greenvale has changed, and he’s no longer the Alpha's Gamma. I glance over at the kid shielded in Joanne’s arms. Is he the new Alpha? I'm ready to rip out his throat, but Joanne drops to her knees and begs me. She says the boy's name is Sion and that he’s hers and Anto's son, not Steve’s. She pleads for his life. Hah, I can’t believe the old dog has built such a “wonderful family business.” I crush Anto’s limbs, then have the family locked up. They’re Rylee’s enemies, so she’ll decide their fate.

Mason said and the guy smiled while saying, “ I have kept your books over there, I had a feeling that one of your books was missing.” He said and Mason thanked him, we walked towards the direction he pointed at and saw two books placed on the table, grabbing both of them. Mas handed me one. We started to walk when suddenly my phone vibrated in my jeans, I took it out and saw a message from Dad, “ I know my Son will eventually be bored so I’m sending you this club’s location, enjoy.” I read his message before keeping my phone back in my jeans,

When hiding inside, it enabled him to see and hear the situation outside without getting affected in the slightest. Presently, that old man’s voice entered Alex’s ears again. “Nolan Rockefeller, don’t do things the hard way. Your son was found not long ago. Do you really want to give up on him? My ancestor said he’ll let go of your son as long as you hand over the complete Holy Book. Moreover, the Fourcades will never target the Rockefellers again.” Alex’s heart skipped a beat. ‘They’re actually after… the Holy Book?’ Alex remembered that thing well enough.

"He's 24. Trade school graduate. He makes 450 bucks a month and spends his days in internet cafes. My mom said they had to make his wedding look impressive so that the bride's family wouldn't look down on him." "Well–" "Edith, I'm not jealous of him. I just want to know if I'm really their son. I fight my way through life just to build a home, and they tell me to rely on myself. But Logan? They throw money at him." "Evan, don't think that way. Your parents only did it for your uncle–"

" Nothing about his words or actions resembled those of a usual five-year-old kid. The shock had made me pass out and collapse onto the floor. I had no idea how long I lay there, but by the time I finally woke up, the sun had set. Light leaked from the master bedroom, where Caleb and Emery were enthusiastically discussing how they would renovate the house after I died. I was unconscious on the floor, yet my biological son didn't bother to check on me. He was too busy scheming to seize my home. … "Enough, Dad," Caleb cut in. "That's all in the past, so why do you have to keep dragging it up, especially in front of such a large crowd? How is Nicky supposed to face his classmates and teachers f

We all climb out of the car and walk up to the front where we see, whats presumably, the current and soon-to-be Alphas. "Such an honour to meet you My Queen." The older looking man greets mother politely then turns to father, shaking his hand and finally turns to us. "And you are?" He asks us, looking us up and down critically. "This is our son, Theo." Mother says holding back a glare at his slight hostility towards us. "Oh, my apologies. This is my son Beau, I'm sure you two will get along just fine." He says and said son steps forward and shakes my hand. "Nice to meet you Theo."