Novel & Cerita Damn Papa You A Rare Breed

Eyes wide, mouth open, trembling. But I nodded. Frantically. Desperately. “Yes—yes—yes, please—I want it—I want it—breed me, Daddy—breed me again..”

"Papa, where's Mama?" "Is Mama still sleeping?"

He’s a damn, walking elephant compared to me, and how the fuck does he even exist? Malek growled at the clear contempt in his eyes. Oh he is out for my blood, I can feel it. I looked at Valerie in disbelief and shock, but her face was dead serious as she speaks. “Randy, or Randall, is our papa bear. On your first day, you might want to learn from him a thing or two about attacking, and I know that is not your strongest suit, so he’s perfect.” she said and smiles, mischief dancing in her eyes as she pats ‘papa bear’ on the back.

“A weak mate would have ruined him.” Crystal blinked. “Grandpa… you’re scary.” Victor huffed—a sound dangerously close to laughter. “So they tell me.” The announcement shook more than the town. It shook the entire Hale legacy. For the first time in decades, Ethan stood before press, investors, and leaders—not to announce profit, but truth. “This is my daughter,” he said, hand resting on Crystal’s shoulder. “This is my mate,” his eyes met Amara’s steadily. “And this is my future.”

Unlike earlier, he's now all dressed up. "Babe! Y–You didn't tell me that you're going home a lot earlier today," Alastar shamelessly walked towards her. "And you didn't tell me that you're going to hold a party without me," Catherine uttered sarcastically. "Oh... about that..." Before Alastar could even finish, Gianna went out of the room, now with her button-up shirt and her skirt. "Hi girly! Advance happy birthday, babe." Catherine pretended to be surprised as she just let Gianna kiss her on the cheeks.

Lucas' expression darkened slightly, but he kept his tone light. “Well, you should get used to it.” He reached her and smirked. “You know, it’s quite unfortunate for you, missy. I'm going to be your mother’s husband.” Sophie frowned and shook her head vehemently. “You’re not going to ever be my daddy.” Lucas chuckled darkly. “And why is that?” “Because I don’t like you, and my daddy’s name is Aidan Algernon.”

My Dearest Astrid, I hope this letter finds you well, or as well as can be expected in these dire times. It brings me great relief to inform you that not all of us perished in the chaos that befell our homeland. We managed to find refuge in a hidden location, far away from the clutches of our enemies. I regret to inform you that Father did not survive the onslaught. His sacrifice allowed the rest of us to escape the clutches of death. As painful as it is to accept, we must find solace in the fact that his noble sacrifice spared us.

my dad said trying to comfort me. "I am starting to give up hope, Dad. What if we are not able to find her, ever?" I ask him at the edge of breaking down in front of him. "Don't say that, if you give up like that, then who will find her?" my dad scolded me using an alpha tone. "We are alpha Cole and not just the Alpha of any pack, we are the alpha's of pure blood, we can do better than this, so stop being so depressed and wear your alpha pants on," Dad said using his alpha tone and I nodded my head with a forced smile on my face.

Charlotte's POV The moment my fingers touched my cheek, tears started rolling down. In my last life, even if I caused big trouble, Layson would just pat my head and pretend to scold me. But now, he had actually slapped me. My werewolf blood gave me faster regenerative powers than most humans, but it didn't ease the pain on my face. This wasn't just physical pain—it felt like a blade striking at my soul. That night, when I went back to my room, I got word that my documents were ready. I called my father. "Dad, could you book me a train ticket for tomorrow night? I want to leave as soon as possible."

I didn’t want to leave him all alone, especially when I was his only daughter, and only relative. Mama had already left the world when I was a child, and he never married again. He didn’t even date again. He loved Mama so much. I felt warmth rushing to the corners of my eyes. “Papa..” My voice broke. “I will miss you.” Papa patted my head gently. “I will miss you too Val.” We hugged for a while, and when we heard footsteps from behind him. Papa turned away to see Raven Blackwood standing tall, and handsome, dressed in his usual, navy blue suit. His eyes met mine. I looked away, down at my shoes. He turned to my Papa, and spoke in low voice. “I think it’s time.”