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Xander said and I gave him a disbelievable look. “Do you think I am a threat to my own daughter?” Father asked and I looked around to see that the two definitely have no chemistry. “I don't care what you think sir, but I will do what i want” Xander said and walked off.

While his father watched his son leave, he remained silent and still, unable to reconcile his feelings of pride in his son's determination and tenacity with the deep sense of remorse and loss of a father whose child may not return. "It was obvious, Eeth" A chukle escaped Xavier's lips, recalling his son's confession. He doesn't need to be told to realise that his son has fallen for that girl. Ethan is his son, his blood, no one needs to told him to know what's going inside his son's mind. Taking his phone out Xavier put it near his phone, his one hand inside the pocket of his pants. The other person took the call in less than two rings.

She helps with the family business and collaborate with celebrities within and outside the country. "Father, now isn't the time to talk about Sofia. Mother said she will be coming for dinner, I will see her when she comes, but now I have no interest in her." Xavier opened the door for him to get inside, and closed the door. Mr Xi whined down the glass door, and looked at his son. "It's beautiful to have Grand children, I would rather not end my life without one." Mr Xi said, and the chauffeur drove off. Xavier watch as his father leaves, he buried his hands in his pocket pants, and was heading towards the manager's wife when he saw Scott and the DPO

Ian introduced himself. “You don’t say,” Father adjusted on his seat. “You mean you are Edward’s son? This is unbelievable,” Father expressed. I was confused. Does he know Ian’s father? Goddamn it! I’m in big trouble. “You know my father?” Ian asked. “Of course, son,” Father affirmed cheerfully. “When me and my late father used to visit Newmoon pack, I got to know your father and we became friends,” Father began. Friends? I shifted uncomfortably at the word. And I was going to reject him. Father would have skinned me alive. “Your father was a very blithe boy, jovial, and a great fighter, even at a young age. We would practice sword fighting till my father was done with the Alpha and would re

Instead, he walks up to him and looks into his eyes. “You’re serious. You’d better not be fucking with me, Axel.” Xavier warns. “Mi hijo. I’m very serious.” Axel says. [my son.] I walk up to him and I hug him. Xavier’s eyes widen in fear of him hurting me, but they soften when Axel hugs me back, tears forming in his eyes. He pulls away and smiles. “I’m so very sorry darling.” He apologizes again. “It’s okay. Thank you.” I say back, crying a little. “You’ve done something I never expected from a father, mine specifically. Thank you. For stepping up and becoming the father figure I’ve always needed in my life, Axel. Really. Thank you.” I say.

“You’re just after my money—again. I’ve worked my ass off, and all you do is spend it on booze and keep asking for more.” “You’re being selfish,” his father retorted. “I’ve got my problems, and I raised you. You owe me.” “I don’t owe you a damn thing,” Xavier shot back. “I’ve been bailing you out for years. If you want more money, you’re going to have to wait until I’m back. I’m done letting you run my life.” He could almost hear his father’s anger bubbling over the line. It gave Xavier a twisted sense of satisfaction.

I should have never involved them. He has shifted back to Xael by the time I catch up with them. “Are you okay, Father?” Xaden asks the moment Xael gets to him. I don’t know why I am irritated by that. He is his son, with an Alpha blood and he adores his father. Xael kneels before him and squeeze him into a hug. “I am sorry. I should not have lost my control like that.” “It’s okay, Father. You were protecting your territory.”

Alarics POV “Father put him down!” My sons voice bounced off the walls as he entered my office. “Leave us” Xander ordered the man I’d just dropped who took off running quicker than his feet could carry. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have some young girl to be stalking?” When he growled, I couldn’t help but laugh. Xander was my eldest and he reminded me of myself when I was younger. Even though I had my mate I just couldn’t keep my hands to myself. The apple really didn’t fall far from the tree.

His lips parted as he prepared to say something else, but then the sound of a low groan coming through the open doors of the minivan stopped him cold, and as one we all turned to Xavier, who winced as he came awake before sitting up and blinking blearily at all of us. “Dad?” he muttered, blinking, and I watched a wide range of emotions flitter across Michael’s features as he soaked in the sight of his son. With shaky movements, Xavier got out of the bus unaided, walking straight to his father, and the sight of this must’ve set loose something in Michael, because the other man broke into a half jog until the distance between them was nonexistent. Then he pulled his son into a hug that seemed

“Father! It was that woman! She seduced me! She threatened me! She said she’d destroy our family if I didn’t do what she said! I was forced! You have to save me!” With his treachery exposed, Dante threw all dignity aside, clinging to Vincent’s leg. “Father, she set me up! She used our family business to threaten me! I had no choice! Please, you have to help me…” Vincent shook him off in disgust. “Enough. You are no longer my son.” “Very well,” Don Salvatore nodded. “Then this is settled. Dante Moretti will be dealt with by Vincent. As for you, Miss Volkov, please inform your father that we will remember this.”