Bruce Wayne Is Marinette's Biological Father Novels & Stories

With yet another smirk, I continued, “There was another person who saw everything the night you tried to take my life.” Dominic creased his forehead. “You mean someone had seen everything but still kept his mouth shut?” Dominic looked very angry. I could see his veins protruding from his neck. “Tell me who it is. I won’t forgive him for not speaking up!” I swallowed hard before speaking. “An omega named Bruce, Ashley’s mate and helper, and the real father of her child.”

Marcus greets me with a hand on my shoulder. “I see you made good time. Come on in son.” Marcus Bray was my mother’s ex-husband and my sister, Frost’s dad. But honestly, he was one of the few people I could stand, one of the few I trusted to an extent. He never fucked you around or beat around the bush when you strayed.

"I know there's been a lot of speculation about me. No one really knows where I came from or how it is that I got to be in the position I am currently in. "Here's a little history about me. My father was the former alpha of Eastend Cillian Luther. My parents thought it was best for my identity to be kept secret on account of my altered Warhead genetics," he places his hand over his chest. In front of you is verification. Both DNA tests and the alterations made to my mother in Northend. If any of you have any questions, feel free to ask now," "Alpha Luther," one of the betas raises his hand.

Silence loomed over the room as the men pondered over Alex’s question. “Jason… who is his mother?” Martin lifted his head as a memory hit him, his cousin’s rival. Cousin sister-in law had said that he had tried to get the Zumerong keepsake from her. “Jason??” Alex narrowed his eyes, “Who is that?” “Bruce’s spawn.” Baldwin answered in disdain before adding, “He does not have an ounce of his father’s brilliance.” He sighed regretfully, “brilliant he was, even if it was used on the wrong side.”

However, shortly after her death, I left the only city I had known until then. Determinedly, I headed to Seattle. With cunning and a bit of luck, I managed to get close to my older brother and, through him, find my biological mother: Mary Graham. In doing so, I also found my father, Patrick Mitchell, and interacted with him, even without his knowledge that I was his child with Mary. I was still trying to connect all the dots, as all Madelyn revealed to me on her deathbed were the names of my biological mother and father, as well as that of my brother, a Seattle billionaire. That's how I managed to insert myself among them, applying for any position in his company and eventually landing the r

Sol wanted to grab her hand, but she kept pushing him away from him. “Sab, my mother was a great biochemist, and my father is a mafia lord. Rayfield City was badly infested by drug lords, thugs, thieves, and heinous criminals. It was only my father who reunited and cleaned up the streets. He brought peace to Rayfield City and maintained the treaty for years. Yes, I’m the mafia prince, but I chose to turn my back on them because of a stupid choice. Carl’s in a coma. I can't let anyone ruin the peace my father protected all these years.” “Leave. I don’t need someone like you.”

"I know," "Do you?!" Xavier was really tired of these secrets and miscommunications. He knew that if this continues, things would go wrong. "Bruce you are always doing things alone. You think it is some punishment because you think you abandoned your parents. Get that idea out of your stupid head because they died so you could live. Your whole life isn't a punishment because you abandoned them. It is a gift because your parents gave that to you. So don't waste it by not telling us the truth and going to places and meeting people dangerous enough to kill you." Some eyes turned to Zack who was in fact a supernatural hunter who could definitely kill everyone in the room in seconds. Zack hides a