Did Albert Fish Eat His Daughter 소설 & 이야기

I said, but the guards grabbed her hands and pulled me forward “No Alpha, I didn't do anything” I tried defending myself I shivered and had to kneel in front of the Alpha. "What did you put inside my daughter's food?" He screamed. "No… Nothing, Alpha," I said, tears streaming down my cheeks. "But I swear I didn't add anything" “So why is my daughter in this situation?" he shouted. "Do you know what you did? You want to kill my daughter!" I nodded my head sadly. "I... I swear I didn't do anything" I cried out

Senorita Adele finished excitedly, obviously not believing herself that such a person was sitting next to her right now. “This is a serious accusation, daughter. Do not rush to conclusions. Senior Astakhov. Is it true what my daughter said? - Yes, Senor Florio, I really gave birth to an alpha daughter, and I did not hide it. This fact was recorded in the hospital. Angelina is my daughter and she is the alpha. - Wait, that's understandable. I'm interested in stealing blood. This is a serious accusation, and you'd better think carefully before answering. Señor Madji stood up, approached Alina, helped her up and answered:

But he didn't sob, to keep Xander's feelings still broken. Mizuki and Aldo looked at each other and just sighed. They know Albert, a madman who has wanted to master this mortal thing long ago. The crazy young man who summoned the demons, carried out an assassination attempt. And even that man had killed his own wife—Harada—and was trying to make their baby a test subject. "Is Albert my father?" Alice who suddenly remembered the crazy man's words looked at Mizuki as well as Aldo and the two of them also looked at each other. "You said that we are not from this earth Mizuki, then is that true?"

"You two are the only ones who killed my daughter, so how dare you lie to my face? Since today is the auspicious date for the Veronezzi family, I won't pursue this any further, so please leave me alone." Edward and Liana exchanged glances, and the news was silently communicated: Albert knew the truth. He knew that it was Stevie who killed his daughter but chose not to do anything about it. There could only be one explanation—her death was ordered by his father, Maitê's grandfather! Since Grandfather Veronezzi had already given his seal of approval, what more could Albert do? In fact, even Akio Veronezzi probably agreed to get rid of Maitê.

With the groceries scattered on the floor, he sat down and thought about what to do, because his son was killed and the one who did it is his daughter. The hour had passed, and Albert got anxious while his daughter was looking at him. Still scared and crying. He is supposed to know what to do because he is a police officer but not this time because it is his family who is involved now. “Why?” He asked himself while crying too. He took a bottle of brandy and drank it to clear his mind. While his daughter is still crying and his son is dead upstairs with his friend. He drank again and drank until he almost finished the brandy. He picked up his daughter and they left the house. He drives while

This guy, really is. Aliana sighed, putting her fork on her plate, she crosses her arm. “You know…” instead of answering Lancer question, Aliana started to say, the corner of her lip curling up in some mockery as she remembered the conversation she had with her daughter earlier. “Someone very ‘close’ to you, suggested that I leave you because you’re a scumbag and it doesn’t matter anymore what would happen if I really did it. So tell me Lancer,” she paused, taking the expression of her mate in front of her, “How could I possibly sown discord between you two, when your daughter already dislikes you so much that she came up with such suggestions?” she smiled, her dark green eyes twinkling.

"Aria, you must be lying to me, right? Our boy is still alive..." I pulled a photograph from my inner pocket. "This is a photo of our son's death." His body was pale as death, full of holes, not a drop of blood left in him. "I wish more than anything this was all fake! I wish my precious child was still alive in this world... It's all because of you! All because of you!" Damon snatched the photo and clutched it to his chest. "My boy..." His entire being seemed struck by lightning, his body emanating an aura of complete defeat. Where was the mighty Alpha now?

She handed me a warm chocolate chip muffin with a sly smile and I couldn't stifle my laugh as I bit into it. "It's not your fault, Arabella. Parents are supposed to make sacrifices for their children." Aela shook her head, also feeling the loss of my mother. Aela was close friends with my Mom's wolf, but wolves handle death differently than humans. Savoring the incredible muffin, I turned to her. "It's hard. I keep thinking if I had just known how to fight, she would've been alive." I shrugged, fighting against the guilt that had been ingrained in me for so long.

My wolf was getting on my last nerves and I was getting nervous. "Please don't do that to me" "I'm glad that you killed the murderer who killed your mother?" I couldn't believe that my father would murder my mother all for the throne and to be called Alpha. I knew my father loved his wife so much that he wouldn't even dare hurt her, killing her is a whole different ball game so what's the verdict, what pushed him and changed his mind. "What about the family I killed, the little lady I killed, her mother, her brothers and the grand mother, I killed innocent people" It felt like the face of that little girl got stacked in my thoughts and I couldn't get it off my mind.

She turned her head to the upper floor. "MOM!!!" The scream sounded like a warning to Willow. Then Alpha jumped first and ran up the stairs to the top floor. Willow followed, terrified. The door to the room was smashed in. There was no Zoey; her daughter had suddenly vanished. All that was left was a broken window with shards of glass scattered on the floor. Alpha immediately jumped out of the window and ran who knows where until his figure disappeared. Willow could only stand in front of the windowsill, stunned. Her tears broke out.