Harry Potter Rejects His Parents Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Harry, stop talking." Carwyn Levi lowered his voice. The always obedient Harry shook his head firmly and replied, "No! Harry wants his mother and Uncle Levi to get along! Harry wanted to tell his mother that Uncle Levi did everything. Uncle Levi really wants you back, can you forgive him?" Grainne knew Harry liked Carwyn Levi very much, she also knew Harry wanted Carwyn Levi to be his father. Looking at Harry's determined gaze, Grainne felt a little softened. She didn't have the heart to upset Harry again. "Okay, I'll forgive you!" Grainne didn't have the aura he'd imagined.

"Of all the lies you've told, that has to be the funniest yet" "Dad……". "Do not….. speak when I'm speaking". He whispered menacingly. The whole house went silent again. "Young lady". Mr. Van Lewis turned to her. Nicole blinked back tears furiously and rose her head to look at him, barely resisting the urge to squirm under his cold gaze. "Whatever went on between you and Alex was a flimsy excuse of infatuation. You will not marry my son. As you might have deduced, he already has a fiancee. And one that suits him very well too. Now…..if you'll excuse us…..we were having a family dinner".

Bryan asked as he stood at his full height, and so did Harry. I sighed while I shook my head. " My theory? His body is rejecting the blood, maybe because it wasn't treated like the rest that they had extracted from my mother, he had taken it directly from me when I first got in here," I announced. The room was plunged into silence once more until Bryan asked again if his father was going to die, his tone was a bit distant like he didn't care if his father did die, well who wouldn't, his own father had killed him.

He laughed, kissing my head and leaving to get me snacks. He was right, though. I didn't actually hate my father. I hated how he made me feel and how heartbroken I felt, knowing the only family my mothers, sister Bonnie only kept me to exploit my magic. I lay in bed trying to get comfortable remembering all the horrible things I buried from my childhood. The evil man I now know was the high warlock. How he and Aunty Bonnie had a son who is now Victoria's mate who I am pretty sure she is going to reject. I felt my eyes get heavy and thought maybe a nap would help me feel better. VICTORIA

The thought of tying myself to an icy, political asset—a woman I had never met—while my true mate was lost and wandering the world somewhere, made my stomach violently heave. My obsessive loyalty to the ghost of my mate flared into open, burning rebellion. "No," I said. The line went dead silent. "Excuse me?" my mother asked, her voice dangerously quiet. "Did you just say no to your pack?" "I said no," I repeated, my voice dropping into a terrifying, deadly growl that instantly silenced the idle chatter of my subordinates in the cabin. The driver stiffened, his eyes wide in the rearview mirror. "I am not marrying the Blood Moon Princess. The contract is dead."

When Valthor spoke again, his voice had lost its edge entirely, gone quiet in a way that sounded almost like a much younger man than the one who'd stood on that dais yesterday. "Do you have any idea what this looks like? My father, claiming the woman I rejected, less than a full day after I rejected her. The whole region is going to say I drove her straight into your arms. They're going to say I'm the fool who couldn't recognize what he had." "You are," Kaelen said. "That part isn't new information. It's simply the first time you're hearing it said plainly." "You could have waited. Given this a season. Let the scandal cool before….."

I threw them some greetings and was about to walk out again when my dad broke the silence. “We were just about to get you, your mother and I are just returning from the pack house and we have good news.” Mr Jacobs relayed excitedly. “I'm sorry to cut your excitement short..” I turned to face them, “Calyx rejected me and I have accepted his rejection.” I say in the calmest tone I know. And I watched all the excitement fall from their faces as they gawked at me with puzzled looks. “What do you mean, child?” My mom asked. Perhaps, she couldn't believe such a thing could ever happen, I didn't believe it either.

He arrogantly warned them. "H-Harry, please don't d-do this to me!" Scarlet tried to hold his legs, pleading with him. However, Harry was shifting backward so she wouldn't touch him or his legs. "My life will be ruined if you reject me,” She frantically told him. “If not for my sake but please for the sake of this poor baby,” Scarlet was crying for compassion. But still, Harry was indifferent, his eyes were callous and with no tidbit of sympathy. "I can't accept a child that is not mine, Scarlet. I'm sorry," He grouses coldly at her.

He kicked her hands off him, she felt like a plague, "Don't touch me!" "I'm sorry" She said meekly "What are you? A leach? Just disappear, it is that simple. If you care about the people around you, you'll leave. So fucking ugly " He cursed. She winced. "I'll leave the door open, you have ten minutes to run, the same van will be packed outside for you. It'll take you to the borders of the pack. But if you don't then prepare to watch your parents killed. You have only ten minutes. I'm going against my father by doing this, I can't afford to have you dead because of this stupid mate connection "He looked at her one more time, She thought she saw a small flash of emotion in his eyes, maybe she

she said. Cheryl looked at her in disbelief.“I want to know who my father is or was,”she said slowly holding back her tears.“You have no father.You are mine alone,”she said.“I want to know him.I don't care if he is a low-life I just want to know him.I want to know why he was never in my life.Atleast I deserve that,”she said.“Cheryl I am not having an affair with anyone.You do not have a father and I will not tolerate your line of questioning,”she said sternly.Cheryl looked at her mum.“You are different now.You are nothing like the mother I think I had.If you don't tell me who my dad is,well and good.I'll find him myself and when I do,I don't care if he lives on the streets,I'll join him.I'd