Father I'll Take Care Of You Novels & Stories

my father says seriously and I smile Without needing you to tell me that, I know that it is so. My family supports me at all times and it has nothing to do with whether I am alpha or not, they gather all their strength to defend me even from my own thoughts and bad decisions. “It's time. It's the big time, so let's get ready for the big time, honey. It's time for the march to happiness.” says my father hugging me, then walk with me to the door.

“I may not have shown it, but I love her. She’s the only thing that truly makes me happy. And I would ask… let me stay in her life. Don’t take her completely away.” Dwight’s gaze softens. “Of course. She’s your daughter. She will be here for you, always.” They shake hands, and something silent and sacred passes between them. “Take care of her, son. And take care of yourself too,” my father says. “She needs you whole.” When Father steps toward the door, I straighten up. And as soon as the door swings open, I throw myself into Dwight’s arms and hug him tightly, tears running down my cheeks.

He hugged me tightly, his big, strong arms making me feel like a little girl again. “My little girl,” he whispered. “I'm so proud of you. You've grown into an amazing woman.” “Thank you, Dad,” I whispered, my voice muffled against his chest. He released our embrace, looking at me with a serious gaze. “Take good care of yourself. Take care of your children. And if there are any problems—any problems at all—don't hesitate to contact us. The Moonwhisper Pack will always be there to protect our family.” “I'll remember that, Father,” I replied, trying to smile even though my tears kept flowing.

I'm just worried about you Me: I'm fine dad Dad: I want you to look your best, I want to find my daughter, the one who was bubbly and happy Me: let me, mom and you, do the things on my own and you will see that I will be your daughter again Dad: you still have to be careful Me: the disease is gone daddy I'm better He put his hand on mine then squeezes it tight Dad: I don't know if I'll have the strength to live if I lose you.

Father finally said from where he had been standing nearby. He stepped forward and gently pulled Mother away from me before wrapping his arms around me in a firm embrace. “Be careful,” he murmured. “And take care of Daphne. Don’t forget to send me a letter immediately if anything happens. Do you understand?” “Okay, Father.” He pulled away and pressed a kiss to my forehead before turning toward one of the men he had decided to leave behind with me. “Logan, take care of my son.” “Yes, Alpha.” Logan bowed his head respectfully.

Promises. "I'm going to teach you how to ride a bike. I'm going to read you bedtime stories. I'm going to embarrass you at every school event. Just like a real dad." I laughed. He looked up at me. "What?" "Nothing. I just love you." "I love you too." He kissed my stomach. "Both of you."

I called out softly, my voice trembling with a mix of sadness and frustration. There was no response. He didn’t even stir. Nathan stepped forward, crouching in front of him. “Sir,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “You need to get up. We’re taking you somewhere to get help.” My father groaned, his eyes barely opening. “What… what’s going on?” he mumbled, his words slurred and thick with the effects of too much alcohol. “I don’t need… I’m fine…” “No, Dad, you’re not fine,” I said, stepping closer, trying to keep my voice steady even though my heart was breaking. “You need help. You can’t keep living like this.”

“I miss you too.” Tears blurred my vision, and I stared down at my trembling hands. “I just wanted to check on you. I keep thinking about you.” Her voice softened. “You don’t have to worry so much. Your father is here.” I froze. “He is?” My fingers tightened around the phone. “Yes,” she continued, almost cheerful. “He’s been taking care of everything. Cooking, cleaning, reminding me to take my medicine. He even stayed up with me last night when I couldn’t sleep.”

To her, I was still strong and capable, the man who built a billionaire-dollar corporation from the ground up, a person who took care of things and stuck to his word. I didn’t want her to see me falling apart, to know I wasn’t as strong as I acted. So, though it hurt like hell to say no to temptation, I put the phone back down. Going to Raven’s bedside, I smoothed some hair away from her forehead. Her eyelids were soft with no sign of movement beneath them. “Raven,” I whispered. “It’s me. It’s Dad. Can you hear me, honey?” My throat tightened before I could say any more, and I bit down on my lip. That strangled cry that wanted to come out wasn’t going to. Not on my watch.

“How could it not hurt? Nina, before you were seven years old, you cried over any little pain. “My dear, tell me, how have things been for you? No matter what happens in the future, I’ll support you! I won’t let you go through any more hardships!” “I’ll be with you, too.” I turned around and saw my dad standing behind me. It finally sank in. This was my dad, and he was my shield. I nodded. So, this was true love. It would not destroy my self-esteem, make me feel guilty, nor push me into despair.