Novel & Cerita Guardian Of The Galaxy Dad

Dad Tyson said. “It’s just because of your and Daddy’s genes, Dad,” I humbly said. “You know that is not true for us dragons, son. You have grown up to become such a fine man ! I can’t wait to pull up a prank on Zoe with your help. That sly woman has been pranking me almost everyday and I will go insane if I don’t get back to her,” Dad lamented through gritted teeth. Poor Dad. He was Alpha Stone’s Dragon Guardian; so if he denied her anything due to security measures for her safety, she would get back to him with a crazy prank.

"I met you in the Training Camp, and I saw how you grew throughout your experiences and your massive training. You're doing great, Kira. We see your progress every day, and we're hoping for you to continue making us proud." I smiled, but a massive stone of pressure just squeezed my chest. At least they were proud of me. I was really glad to hear that. "I will do everything to serve our people, Guardian Leo, Guardian Griffin. I am doing my best to improve every day so that I can discover the best of my abilities." Guardian Griffin, my dad, smiled so proudly at me, and it almost made me teary as my eyes heated. "We heard about the soldiers you built to serve and protect us," dad said.

I teased, a chuckle escaping me as I turned around to him and slid my hands around his neck, "I'll have to go back to America, remember?" He cupped my face with one hand, his thumb brushing against my cheek as his eyes locked on mine. "I won't let you go." I smiled, leaning in to nuzzle his nose. His scent—earthy and comforting, uniquely his—wrapped around me. He was too good to be true, yet here he was. Real. Mine. "Dad's given us a strict timeline, Jacob." "I'll beat him up," he deadpanned, earning a laugh from me.

she responds. “Oh” is all I say my dad is the lead warrior for the current Alpha and Luna, so he works directly for them. “Yes, you heard me right he works directly for the Alpha and Luna” you’d think with him being so close with the Alpha and Luna I’d be treated better, but nooo my father says I need to learn to handle things on my own and will not bring them into it. Sometimes I get so angry with him I just control his mind and make him fall asleep early, so I don’t have to deal with him.

Driven out into the unclaimed territories where rogues hunted anything that moved. I tugged my father's old canvas jacket tighter as I cut through the market square. The zipper had been broken since winter, but it was his. He'd been a Guardian. Twelve years patrolling the eastern border, until a rogue ambush took him and my mother both. Three months ago. Without Dad, Cleo and I were just two omegas with no protector and no value to anyone. Cleo was four. She drew pictures of our family every day with the same three crayons — blue, yellow, and pink. She still asked me every night when Mommy and Daddy were coming home, and every night I told her they were watching us from the stars.

James suggested, giving a curious look at Ivaan who was still nibbling his lips. He knew that this was not just the case, his dad was general of the Earthtian Army department, so basically he wanted Ivaan to handle his job and not go to space Astronaut training. Their parents were extremely against them going to that course. Suddenly, the call ranged interrupting them and attracting their all attention on the incoming call of general, Ivaan's dad. Ivaan's body felt chilly shivers down his spine, he didn't want to receive the call.

Every Alpha had such a warrior. The Alpha's guards, that was what they were called, and Conor was my dad's most trusted man. The Alpha's guards never married, neither did they end up with fated mates. Their actual name was guardians. They were born with the guardian's mark, with a guardian's spirit. They were the strongest warriors of the pack, but their sole duty was to protect the Alpha. It was their destiny. Even I had mine, but they were still young and not as experienced as my dad's guardians as they were still under training. "Conor, move aside," my dad said, and he bowed his head and moved behind my father. My mom knew what was coming so she went to beg my father, but with a single lo

I could tell that he wasn't expecting what he had just heard. “Hold on a minute, are you telling me that you heard all that I've said?” “Yes I did. And I'm telling you that I can't be more grateful that Gael is here with me. He's someone I love and cherish, and I wish for him to continue being who he is.” “The fuck!” My dad exclaimed. “And I'm warning you now. Don't you dare say bad things about Gael or try to hurt his mom anymore, else. I'll be the one to personally lock you up in jail where you'll never be able to get out.”

And that my dad got all protective and basically pulled rank on two Alphas. “Alpha Anders didn’t say anything?” “Nope, he gloated that his old Guardian was back. Did you know that your dad is training warriors?” “What?? What else did I miss?” Lacey responds, “You mean besides the fact that your father is trying to kill us all with his ridiculous training? I’ve never been so sore in my entire life.” I’m laughing when my dad and Dr. Harris walk in. “Well, that’s a great sign.” Dr. Harris says seeing me laughing.

His grip on Eli’s hand says it all: I won’t let anyone touch you. Eli presses closer to him, feeling the heat of Damian’s body and the calm of his presence, even as the danger of the father’s threat burns hot behind them. Finally, Damian exhales—a sharp, controlled release of air—and leans against the wall, dragging Eli with him. “Do you understand now?” he murmurs, voice low, almost a growl. “They won’t stop. My father… he doesn’t just let things go.” Eli nods, heart racing. “I understand. But I’m not leaving your side. Not now. Not ever.”