Claiming His Enemy's Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

he stated matter-of-factly. “How could you repay her loyalty by locking her up in the dungeon for days just because she tried to protect you and the pack from the enemy?” “Lyra was not an enemy. She was my mate.” “And yet, she is the daughter of our enemy, Alpha Max, the same man responsible for the death of your parents,” he countered. “The same man who came into our pack by night and slaughtered our people whilst we made merry. How can you let such a man's daughter come any closer to you?”

Before I could react, he wrapped his hand at the back of my neck and using his hold on my neck to push me forward, he growled at Trent; “I don’t give a shit about whatever you feel about this girl, Trent, she is nothing but a slave, an enemy’s daughter… and she would be treated as such! This would be the last time you’ll disrespect my fiancée because of her!” As soon as he said those words, I squeezed my eyes shut whilst praying that the ground would open up and swallow me whole. His hatred for me was evident in his voice, his anger… but what surprised me the most was the fact that he kept referring to me as the enemy’s daughter when I in fact do not even know who my parents were. Tears spru

I suddenly had the urge to punch my little step brother, whom I treated like my real little brother for years! “Come on, Nicolo…It’s just a date! Plus I’ll take care of her” My cheek twitched as he continued to speak. “She’s the daughter of our fucking enemy, do you realize that? Her father has been keeping our sister as a hostage for years now, and you want to fool around with HIS daughter?” I growled. “If you want to play your little games, you’re free to do that, but stay away from THE BUTCHER’S DAUGHTER!” I gritted my teeth, breathing heavily.

“Please, Dad, I honestly do not have the energy for this fight you’re trying to bring up. I already have a lot of issues on the ground, and I have to say this is not even one of them.” “This is about her right?” I looked at his face when he asked that question, And I could already tell that he was just very disgusted after hearing her name or maybe hearing her name made him more disgusted about everything. I honestly don’t know how all of a sudden a person will change just because he found out she is the daughter of his enemy. This is a girl he literally was already calling his own daughter, and all of a sudden he doesn’t even want to hear "honey."

Something he hated with a passion. “Alaric Blackstone’s daughter,” he spat the words like venom. “You deceived me.” My mate, the man the Moon Goddess had destined for me, the man who had held me in his arms just a night before, now glared at me as if I were a curse upon his existence. All because I was the daughter of his enemy.

my father says, his tone heavy. “It’s not a request,” Marcellus—my father’s best friend and ally—adds. I look down to see Catherine sucking her nipple, licking and stroking it until it glistens with saliva. I want to moan, but I can’t. If I did, these old men would die of strokes. “So we bend to the Kleins now? We let them dictate peace after years of blood and conspiracies? We’re all playing the good guys now?” My father’s voice hardens. “You think I want this? You think I’d sell my daughter’s pride to the very people who murdered my wife and sons?”

*****Alpha Theo's POV***** “Adam, you're here.” Adam strode over to my desk, but didn't take a seat. I was having enough problems already, and now I'm having the thought that whatever Adam has in mind cannot be good. “What is it, Adam? I'm sure you came for a reason.” “Is it true?” I creased my brow while staring at Adam. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “You have our enemy's daughter in the pack. Tell me, is she the one warming your dick now that Tihana isn't here? Isn't it too early to start fucking a slut!”

"We'll release your daughter when that boy arrives." Clement clenched his teeth and glared at Richard. "You arrest people illegally. I will sue you." "Your daughter is a suspect in the robbery of antiquities. We keep her completely legal; you can sue if you like." Clement's angry expression amused Richard. "I hope you will contact that boy and bring him to us." Richard continued. "If your daughter were guilty, you would have known the sentence. I advise you to think of her. After all, that boy is not your son; he is a vampire, our enemy."

“You sure about this? She’s not really a…” “I don’t care,” I snap. “Bring the damn girl to me.” He doesn’t argue. He heads for the door, but I stop him with a quiet word. “And Giovanni.” He turns back, waiting. “Don’t be soft on her,” I say. “She’s the daughter of an enemy now.” He nods once, disappearing into the hallway.

Astrid Lancetii is known as a multi billionaire CEO in London. As a vampire who saw her mother destroyed by a blood-bond, Astrid’s life is governed by one rule: Never depend on a single source. She keeps her hunger satisfied through casual, fleeting encounters, ensuring no one ever gets close enough to own her. Until she picks the wrong man for a snack. William Winchester isn’t just another high-society playboy. He is the Alpha of the disgraced Winchester Pack, a man who has spent years in the shadows planning to reclaim the legacy Astrid’s father stole from him. After a night of calculated passion, William reveals his trap: a high-definition recording of Astrid’s true nature. With the