Does White Beard Have A Son Novels & Stories

“No way I'm great, father...” “Not yet, my son,” he smiled, “but you will... and hope that time, you realize the white in your darkness. The white... that will open your eyes to the secret of the neverseen...” His father is slumber, but the bloody-robe man don't know where exactly! This father of him gone... just after he found the white of his darkness, and only after he lost it to the withering place...

He knew his son, the more he raised his voice at Brant, that'll be just like fuel for him to do the opposite of what his father wants. "Does it really matter right now?" Brant asked nonchalantly. "Can you take things seriously for once in your life?" Mr White waved his fingers through his hair in frustration. Brantley just was not giving him any answers. He, as the chairman, needed to answer to the older generation board members, concerning his son's actions, but this unresponsive son of his would not explain anything to him. The elderly man paced about in his office, "What am I supposed to tell the other board members?" Mr White paused in front of his relaxed son.

If they lived too long, they might become obstacles to their master's path, so there was no harm in eliminating half of them without the gods of this realm knowing. "That's good, I'll follow your will!" ... BOOOOOMMM.... "Uhuk... Uhuk...! What the hell is this? Grandpa, are you trying to kill me?" asked a young man who seemed to have been hit hard by the attack of the middle-aged man with a white beard. The man with the white beard looked very happy to see his grandson. How could he not be? His son had reached an extraordinary level at such a young age. Even he himself was not that strong at the age his grandson was now.

“Teddy, go ahead and expose whatever dirt you have on my mother-in-law, but you’d better not regret this. After all, I have some dirt on your precious White family as well.” Teddy suddenly grew cautious. “What do you mean?” “Noah White’s true identity. I’m guessing it’ll become the biggest joke in the White family’s history. To think the son of an unknown man would become the president of the White Company. How much do you think this will affect the White Company?” Teddy clenched his fist. He did not expect that Karl would even have had that investigated…

ALPHA GREYSON (Part 2) As I glanced at the man in front of me, I felt weak. As I recognized him, I clenched my teeth. I'm familiar with him. I once saw him at the palace with my father. He is... Alpha Ricci's son, the successor of the South White Pack, deserted their pack and vanished like a puff of smoke.

My father did not qualify as a full Alpha, only just a ceremonial head to his pack. The servants, guards and those who lived at the pack house knew who the real Alpha of the pack was albeit they could not alter a word for the fear of being beheaded...and that was the son of the Alpha of Whitefang pack. I couldn't help the hatred and disgust felt sometimes for my Dad, I hated him for always being rash and making all the wrong choices and decisions.

I didn't have the chance to read the profile all the way through, so I asked about him through our mind link. "His name is ¹Evan Black." My dad replies. "His pack is the second biggest in North America. Despite the fact that he has seven sons he has not named his successor. I don't know why he's doing this though since we've never had any problem with each other. Whatever his reasons were, elder or not, I'm not just going to sit and quietly accept this old fool's insult. 'Just ignore him, so we can get this over with, please.' My dad pleads. 'He has the power to adjourn or charge our case to court. Don't give him a reason!'

“But, son… I never abandoned you.” It nearly killed me to say that word. Son. Because God help me, after what I had done with Flora… it felt like a betrayal to even claim him. But it was the truth. He was my son. My blood. My mistake and my second chance. Jayden dragged his hands down his face and buried his head in his palms. “God… I can’t believe I was lied to all this time,” he muttered, voice cracking at the edges. “I should have known…”

I waited, something about this moment felt fragile, like one wrong word would make him retreat behind that cold wall he carried so naturally. “My mother was the first child of the Alpha and Luna of the Geisha Pack, she was known as the Japanese Heiress. She had so much beauty, grace and elegance. She had a younger brother who would one day become Alpha because a woman cannot become an Alpha.” I blinked, that was why Nikolai specifically wanted a son, an heir to one day take over him. There was so much I didn't know much about the wolves as a human.

The Capital stretched out below — glass and stone and wolves who trusted me to hold it together. Lila had been in Jacob's pack for five years. Jacob, who collected women and discarded them without a second thought. His trail stretched across four territories. If the boy was Jacob's, it would explain everything — why she hid the father, why the boy had gray eyes and a jaw from our bloodline. I pressed my hand against the glass. But it wouldn't explain why my wolf went still every time I caught the boy's scent. Not hostile. Not territorial. Just still.