Father I'll Take Care Of You Novels & Stories

I had to stay strong, even if I felt anything but it. “Dad,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “If something happens… if things go wrong… you should run. Don’t worry about me.” My father glanced at me, his expression softening for a moment. “Don’t talk like that, sweetpea. First, I will always protect you. Second, I am the royal beta. I think, I can handle a few rogues." "But dad..." I trailed off. "Don't worry. We’ll get through this. Together.” He assured again.

his weeps became arduous when he noticed the blood that escaped his father's mouth and the pool of blood that now filled everywhere. "Father, I need to get a pack doctor. please hold on a little," Simon uttered as he tried to get up but his father held him back. "I don't have much time son, i___ii want you to_oo take good care of yourself and keep the pack well, never give up on them even if things get tough. you are the only true Alpha and my only son. make your father proud." his father said but he wasn't listening because his whole scrutiny was focused on his bleeding father and how to get help.

If he was anything like the old man he already knew all he needed to about the seven of us. "I'll call you later at this number, now's not a good time. Her brother isn't handling this well and I have to take care of him, make sure he doesn't get himself into trouble." "I'm trusting you to take very good care of her you hear me son? Don't you let those motherfuckers get anywhere near my girl." "You have my word sir." She watched me intently as I spoke, her eyes almost hypnotizing. So much so that I had to look away as I finished my conversation with her dad.

He agreed even though he was not sure what he just agreed to. Collin stood up and gave him a pat on the back. “Take care of yourself out there and remember what I told you,” Collin told his son. “Yes, father I will always remember.” He assured him, his father told him to call every third day to say how he was doing and to call him should something happen. “Good, is the bloodsucker ready to go?” he asked as Ambrosia was coming down the stairs.

Father gave me a maniac look. “He is your Grandson,” I gritted. “I only care about two people and that is me and my son, I can sacrifice everyone just for the two of us,” fear gripped my body as those terrifying words left Father's mouth, “Do you understand,” Father laughed and left the penthouse. He doesn't care about us, he only cares about himself and Ray, I knew he was a dangerous person but I didn't think he was this dangerous not to even care about his blood grandchild.

the man looked at his son with so much love and kissed his button nose. "Noo dada, dada no dead! Theo afwaid(afraid) dada dead! Theo no mommy, afwaid Theo awoon(alone)" the boy panicked hearing his father say about his death. "No no baby, dada will not die.. Dada will still take care of Theo, dada will not leave Theo" the man hurriedly assures his son and mentally beats himself not to say those words again in front of Theo. Theo has been very sensitive with being alone, knowing he doesn't have a mother, like anyone else.

You're the Father who put me down You do not see my shape and appearance You love me with all your heart It's never been like this world. You're the Father who taught me Through the stormy blue sky You make me fly like an eagle Overcoming all trials. You are my good Father Understand the language of teardrop You don't let me walk alone As you are my good Father. ~ You are my good father === !!! === Diandra POV

I replied. They shook their heads. "we sure do! I understand what you're trying to say. So If that is the case you have to be very careful and most importantly, take good care of yourself. You know I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you. We owe his Majesty for taking good care of you. I believe he won't let anything bad happen to you. Make sure you endeavor to reach out to me in case of any emergency or if you need anything" Father said.

My throat burned with the words I couldn’t find. Deep down, though, I knew she still cared. She was the only one who truly loved me aside from Liam. That thought, painful as it was, held me in place. “Your father will take care of it now. That’s all you need to know,” she said, her voice low, almost gentle, like she was reassuring me, but there was no comfort in it. No hope. A lump formed in my throat again, thicker this time. Take care of it? What the hell did that even mean? The last time my father "took care of it," Alpha Van had been attacked by the witch and the rogues. How was he planning to handle things this time?

He answered me, and I looked at Evan and Aiden who were just staring at me "How about Grandma?" I asked again "Grandma fell sick, after we couldn't find you, Father is going to send her to her father's house so she would be taken care of, I will inform her you are fine" He said and I smiled "As he asked about me?" I said to him, and he understood I was talking about my father "You know he won't let you go easy, when he only wants power and that's through you, So I want you to stay here, I will be coming time on to see you " He said to me, and I shook my head