Flint Lockwood Dad Novels & Stories

"Are you sure you were nowhere around Philadelphia the previous weekend?" I snapped. "Is there anything wrong with your hearing?!" "Don't talk to me like that!" he growled. "Whether you like it or not, I still am your father!" My hands fisted. "Glad you still remember I'm your daughter." I wished I could calm myself down, but I was past the point where I could control my bitchiness. I was quite certain that my comment made his blood boil and that it would take him a while to recover. I breathed out, working on restoring my composure. "Is Captain Lockwood involved in the investigation?" I asked after a minute of silence.

“And leave the Simmons girl at home, will ya?” I walked out of the building, experiencing a tornado of emotions-most of them negative. Flustered, humiliated, and angry. “Hey, I saw you talking to Locke,” dad popped up. I thought he’d left, but he had stepped out to have a smoke. “You know you shouldn’t have those,” I snatched the cancer stick out of his hand and tossed it to the ground. “Well? Tell me! How’d it go?” he pressed, as I made my way to the car.”

“Would you?” “Could you unlock the cell please, son?” my dad asked softly. The guard reached over to a power box beside him and pressed a button, triggering the locking mechanism in the door to click open. I felt numb as I followed him. My entire world seemed to be crashing down around me. My dad, the Alpha of the Wulver Pack, the sworn protector, the gladiator of goodwill, was in on this scheme with the hunters? The hunters that had kidnapped his daughter? I had so many questions, but I refused to speak. In the grand scheme of things, the answers probably didn’t matter.

"Stella?" "You know her?" Mom and Levi were abruptly behind Dad as they also stared at the picture and Mom's eyes widened as well, instantly staring up at Dad. "I thought she was locked up?" "That's what I thought too" "Do you know her?" The officer inquired again, taking back his phone. Dad nodded. "We do, she was my ex" "Tell us more, sire. It seem like she was targeting your son. Did something happen between you two before or after you broke up?"

“The motherfucker fucked with me, so let me have him my own way.” Nathaniel Lockwood fucking belongs to me. Yeah, he belongs to us. “You really need to get your head checked up you know.” His eyes pressed harder. “What did he inject you with?” “Didn’t get the chance to ask him,” I replied dryly. “I was too busy blacking out.” He exhaled, checking his watch. “I will have dad off your tail as promised, but I can’t guarantee that he won’t come fucking you up.” And I can’t fucking wait for the day I will soil my hands with my father’s blood.

I snapped at her. "I'm on my way right now." She said and hanged up on me. A call came on my phone and I picked it up. "Lockwood." I said while typing in my password on my laptop. "Mr Lockwood it is Alex's father speaking, I want to tell you something." This old man wanted to ask for money again, from the few times we talked I could see that both him and his son doesn't like Alexandria,now they trying to be friends like she forgot.

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He glanced at the caller ID. It was his father. His expression instantly changed. ‘If my father takes me back now, who will protect these children…?’ Flint frowned as he walked to the balcony and picked up the call. “Dad, I’m busy. Once I’m done, I’ll go home. Bye…” “Flinny.” A serious voice interrupted him just as he was about to hang up, “I heard that you know someone from the underworld?” “What? No!” Flint denied it without hesitation. “I come from a good family and am the heir of Morton’s family. Why would I get tangled with them? Dad, even though I’m stubborn, I’m not an ignorant bastard. You shouldn’t trust what others

Lockwood Steel was bankrupted. And Arthur Lockwood, Xander’s father, had been hospitalized during the investigation. I pulled out the next document with hands that wouldn’t stop shaking. A death certificate. Name: Arthur James Lockwood Date of Death: November 3, 2013 Cause of Death: Acute Myocardial Infarction Additional Information: Massive heart attack. Pronounced dead at scene. Xander’s father had died of a heart attack. During the scandal. During the investigation into my father’s fraud.

They got into the office and his father took a seat, his face void of any emotion and his eyes cold like ice. "Lock the door." He ordered, his voice sounding like frost. Richard swallowed hard and locked the door. He turned to his father, hope he was not going to turn to a beast and prey on him? He rubbed his palm against his trousers and took a seat before him. His father studied him with eyes narrowed into slits for a while before moving to lean on the desk. "We are done with the deal with Floyd. We will be returning back to Los Angeles." He spoke up quickly in case his father was about to ask. Mr. Woods raised his brows and shook his head.

I delivered the breaking news, hoping to see some relief blossom on their faces. Instead, Mom began firing questions at me with the precision of a sharp shooter. “Who is he? What pack is this? Where is it located? And when did you negotiate?” Okay, I really hadn’t thought this all the way through. For now, I just had the answer to her first question. Mom and Dad kept looking at me expectantly, and I finally answered. “Elijah Lockwood has agreed to help us” For a second, neither of them reacted. I was met with radio silence. And then it was total chaos.