Handsome Jack's Daughter Novels & Stories

They looked almost my Mira's age, human age I mean. " Hi! " the one supporting the other boy waved at me. I smiled at him sheepishly as the other one, who was kind of drooling tried to acknowledge my presence as well. I smiled and nodded at him. " That's Kian and Xen, Mamma. You know, they are from Chemora as well. Why did you not tell me anything? Mamma? Why did you not talk about this place before? " How was I to explain to my sweet little daughter the despicable truth behind her birth? Not to forget the loss of my own powers accompanied with prolonged amnesia.

Elliot remained utterly still, only the slight tightening of his fingers on his book betraying his shock. "You're going to be the Queen," Buck finally managed, his voice uncharacteristically small. “No Queen Consort, the next true Queen of Moon’s Fall will be his Heir and daughter.” His mother replied firmly. "Daughter?" Buck's voice rose in pitch. "The King has a daughter?" Phoebe's expression shifted to one of mild surprise. "Yes, of course. Princess Elizabeth. She's in your year at the Academy. I believe she is 12 years old. It’s to hide who she really is."

I asked. “Sure. I have 1200 pack members and 400 warriors.” He says. “Excellent.” I said writing it all down on a notebook. “I will definitely be sure to tell Ethan when he returns to the packhouse.” I said. “I’ve heard of you, you know. Well, I knew your father. I didn’t know that he had a daughter until after you were mated to Alpha Ethan.” Hudson said. “Yeah. I’ve heard that a lot. My father tried to keep me pretty hidden.” I say.

Henry, who had taken a seat earlier, rose back to his feet, a decisive look on his face. I braced myself for his judgment and decision. “Miss Daciana Hart. For your atrocious sin; murdering your father and Alpha of the Shadow Pack, I banish you from this village. You shall live out the rest of your life as a rogue and hunted down by the spirit of your father till you draw your last breath.”

She kisses my cheek before leaving, “Don't worry about it. I will see Layla and Nathan now.” My insides twist with nerves; there is no way I am leaving here without seeing Layla. Jackson won't be returning from the Alpha meeting for another couple of days; Nathan will have time to send scouts out to meet him. There is no doubt in my mind Jackson will bring a majority of his warriors with him once he picks up my scent and tracks it. I am deep in thought and don't hear the door open when the wolf scent of lilies and fresh peppermint fills the room. My heart stops. I turn slowly and see my daughter for the first time in eight years.

Stanley, it is so good to see you. "Wow, you turned out well." "You are like a mountain" she continued with her praise. I had a confused look on my face. I was trying to recognize her. "I am sorry, but do I know you?" I asked calmly. "I am Alpha Jake's daughter." "Jake?" I asked, still looking confused. "Your father's close friend before the invasion." "You saved my father's life, remember," she continued. "You allowed him to escape when the alpha of the shadow pack wanted to kill him for helping your father."

Blake smirked. "I put a tracker in her like you said," Jack explained and I rubbed my wrist that was swore because of it. "She won't run." "She'll still try given the chance," Rob shrugged. I put a hand over my heart. "You know your daughter so well." Carter suddenly coughed as he choked on his cereal. He looked between Rob and I with wide eyes. "Daughter?" "Adopted daughter," I muttered.

The brain had went numb. Drew got Casey? Drew got Casey! My daughter! My own daughter! **I hate how everything is turning out. But there's so much more that will turn out worse. Stay glued and drop a comment. ~Jane♥️

They immediately took the unconscious Jack and dragged him away. Damon's breathing was getting heavier even more remembering how that fuckers hands were all over his wife. HIS WIFE. An urge of killing him. Shooting all of his bullets in that fuckers head raised in Damon but he can't. How much he wished he could do that but he just can't. Jack was a son of a former Mafia king. Damon used have a good relationship with Jack's father. It was assumed that Jack will be the next mafia king but as Damon was more good in everything.

As they walked out of the ballroom, reporters swarmed around them with microphones and cameras to interview them. “Good day, Mr. Jack Mason. You have a beautiful wife,” one reporter commented and Jack responded with a smile. “And a beautiful daughter too,” another added, making Isabella’s eyes widened in shock. Jack quickly shook his head “I only have a son, no daughter yet,” he corrected with a smile. “But there's a baby girl who looks so much like your wife. We saw her with her nanny earlier.” “I said I only have a son, no….” “That's her!” Someone shouted, pointing toward Maya in Aima's arms, as she walked with the Winthrops to their car.