Ethan Winters Daughter Novels & Stories

Ethan asked with a frown, confused about Austin’s cryptic question. “See for yourself.” Austin handed him the information about Andrew Morgan. Ethan froze after reading the information. He was gritting his teeth and clenching his fists. His eyes showed how furious he felt and was ready to kill somebody. “So… I was right, she is the daughter of Andrew Morgan… the same one I know.” Ethan crumpled the paper he was holding.

Ethan came over and kneeled in front of me. “Ethan, I’m fine.” I put my hands on either side of his face. “It’s not like it would kill me. I would be knocked out cold, and I had three other wolves here to protect me. I’m not upset because I knew you were here with me. Callie is here. Damon is here. I am the daughter of an Alpha. My entire life will be people trying to get to me to get to you. I’ve known this. People used me to get to my dad. It’s part of life. I promise, I’m okay.” I gently placed my lips against his. I felt his anger as he pulled away from me. “That is not okay!” He roared.

Liana clenched her jaw, whispering through gritted teeth, “Tell Ethan… she’s going to be just like him.” Hope smiled. “And just like you.” At 6:43 p.m., a cry echoed through the room. Strong. Fierce. Life in its purest form. Ethan burst into the room moments later, breathless. And there she was. Swaddled in a soft cream blanket. Rosebud lips. A full head of dark curls. Tiny hands curled into fists. Liana, glowing with exhaustion and joy, looked up at him. “Meet your daughter.” Ethan’s knees nearly gave way.

Dan said, and that snapped Ethan out of his thoughts. He smiled softly, and nodded his head. This was the first time in many years that he had seen his daughter looking this happy. “Yeah. It's very surprising that she actually has someone who she likes this much. I've always been disturbed because she won't stop asking me to buy her a mother. I think Miss Watson is the mother she's been wanting to buy”. “Ethan? What are you there for? Come on, don't you want to attend the party with me anymore?” That was Rebecca's voice coming from the room.

There was a moment of stunned silence on the other end, followed by Mandy's flustered explanation. "Ethan, what are you talking about? What happened to Heidi? I don't understand..." "It was your idea to go to the countryside! When I said I'd call Simon to pick up Heidi, you took the phone and said you'd notify him. Yet, I found out that my precious daughter is dead!" Ethan's voice shook with rage, each word seemingly forced through gritted teeth. After a moment of silence, the line went dead—Mandy had hung up. "Mandy, explain yourself! Answer me!" Ethan shouted into the phone but was met with only a cold dial tone.

Christine tried to explain gently. Ethan dropped his gaze to the ground. "No, Mommy," he answered in a barely audible whisper. "But please answer my question. Is Daddy seeing another woman? Is that why you don't accept him?" As Hunter listened to their exchange, his mind was filled with confusion. 'How does Ethan know about Martha? What am I missing here? Christine called him a stalker and threatened him with jail. Why is that?' His thoughts were a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

“Now, now, now. There’s no need to get upset.” “I do not like your manner of addressing the situation, Alpha Elijah. And might I be the one to remind you that it was not my choice to have my daughter removed from my custody - it was yours. And I still find myself questioning what your true intentions are, because I know that it is not customary for children to be removed from their parents - or to be moved to the pack house - after their eighteenth birthday. It is a choice that can be made.”

When I opened my eyes, I saw my mother, Sarah Walker, dialling my number over and over. When she got no response, she angrily threw her phone away. "Sienna's really getting out of line. She won't even pick up my calls anymore. God knows how she treats Summer when no one's watching." Seeing how worked up my mother got when she talked about me, I was glad that I was dead. I could not understand. Did I not do enough? I had already died for my sister, Summer Larson. What more did she want from me?

Although it was early in the night, a large portion of wolves had found their mates, and were dancing softly together, or had exited the ball early to be alone together. “Alpha Evander, Luna Ida,” my father greeted, and all three of us bowed. “Betas Marley and Imara,” Evander grinned. It sounded strange to hear my parent’s names; I always thought of them as mum and dad. “And who’s this?” Luna Ida asked, peering inquisitively at me. “This is our daughter, the Young Beta Arienne,” my dad said. I bowed again. “It’s an honour to meet you,” I said, nodding to each of them in turn.

She growled. "That thing she's carrying is not mine!" He voiced immediately. "I feel like slapping your mouth shut!" She snapped as she stepped closer to him. "If they're listing guys that is willing to abandon their children, Ethan your name shouldn't be on that list !" "How in the world do you expect that child to survive without your support as your father!" "I don't have a child " he repeated. "Don't annoy me Ethan !" She growled. “Don’t!” She repeated, totally annoyed by his face right now.