Claimed By My Ex's Daddy Novels & Stories

Jason’s POV: We are no longer in the mood to play after the commotion, thus, we return home early. After returning home Jerry and I could not help but discuss the day’s happening. “Jason, that man called Evan Carter seems to be Mommy’s ex-husband?” “So what?” “Well, do you think he is our daddy?” Hearing that I was shocked. “Huh? Hump! We won’t want him to be our daddy. He is a big daddy that constantly bullies Mommy. He is not our daddy!”

He mumbled, still unable to tell me "Trust me, Carter. I'm your wife, and we can just talk this out, and if you feel I'd be pissed, I promise I won't." I squeezed his hand a little He looked at me hesitantly, then spoke up. "There's this ex of mine who left me because she thinks I'm not well to do. When I was in college, my dad gave me money, but it was limited. He claims he wants me to know how to manage and stuff like that, so all those times I was dating her.

He spat out his words aggressively on my face before walking away from me. I was utterly embarrassed by his audacity and how he treated me without any regard. I don't know how to tell him that his mother has been kidnapped because I don't know how it's going to be easy for him to process it. He stood at the last step leading to the down floor and turned, “Daddy Mike in as much as you desperately want to be my dad I want you to know that you can never be my Dad. You should be grateful that I'm still addressing you as Daddy Mike and not Mike.” he dropped his two cents that he has been hoarding for far too long and went over to the couch to continue his cartoon.

I didn't need to actually be thinking about my soon to be ex wife and how she played me. When I got home. I was welcomed by my father. "Daddy... how did you get in?" I asked after opening the main door and he walked to me, "Valentia, I didnt raise no abuser..." Fuck! I should have known that bitch would run to my dad.. "Dad..." "No!" He yelled, "you do not hit a woman.. I did not raise you to lay your hand on anyone no matter what? How could you do this! Zai is your wife..."

My father questions, a hint of distress in his voice. “Your son tried to kill me more than once. He kidnapped and marked a human that I had already laid claim on. Controlled her mind in an effort to force a connection. Per our law, I am within my rights to deal with him as I see fit. I’m sorry, sir. But he made his choices, now he must deal with the consequences. If he lives, he will continue to come after us.” “You forgot to mention how I sent your ex to you under false pretenses in order to stir things up a bit. Yes, that was fun.” I added. Father gave me a look, shaking his head at me in disappointment.

“I don't want to keep hearing moans every night, and I can't let you two leave. Not until Smart is gone.” “But —” “Take good care of Matt. If I ever get a call from him concerning you, I might do something extreme. Something you won't appreciate.” “I won't hurt him.” At least not physically. I can't honestly say anything about it emotionally. Seeing and hearing about my ex was more than enough to disturb him. “Promise?” “I swear on my late mother's grave. I'll never hurt him.” Dad smiled, taking a bite of the doughnut. “I'll hold you to your words, Jay.”

I scooted backwards and protested, wiping my tears with my palms. "Mate?" Those words came out of my dad's mouth with scorn. "I have no interest in keeping you as my daughter. You killed my wife and I've been wretched and miserable ever since your birth. What's the purpose of your existence when nothing good ever happens? I'm so done with you!" With that final statement, my dad pulled me over to his creditor, Mr. Cornell, who was a famous middle aged businessman. We lived in the small settlement of Goldmoon Pack, and I noticed that a few pack members had assembled to watch the scene.

"Stop watching her like a lovesick boy and get rid of her! My father did not fund your political campaign just so you could daydream about your ex-wife. If you don't fix this, he will pull his money before the week is over, and your career will be dead." She turned around and stormed out of the room, slamming the heavy oak door behind her so hard the glass in my cabinets rattled. But Vanessa didn't understand. She couldn't see the bigger picture. This wasn't about love. It was a burning, suffocating need to see Isla fail. I needed to see her crawl back into the shadows where she belonged. To prove she was nothing, I needed to find out exactly what secrets she was trying to dig up on my famil

He licked his mouth, and I knew exactly what he was trying to suggest, and oh my god, there was no way I was going to fuck a guy like him. I belonged to daddy, that's all. But he had my biggest secret; if it goes out, I'm cooked… again.

No way! I jumped up, pacing in my little space, my hands clutching my phone. “Mommy didn’t die!” I said out loud, even though no one was there to hear me. “That Alpha Alexander guy is a big, fat liar! A cheater! He abandoned us! I don’t want him as my daddy!”