Hawk Eye Daughter Novels & Stories

Jackson said, pointing to Hope. My daughter was standing at the edge of the balcony, her copper hair catching the green-white light of the new sun. She was ten years old, but her posture was that of an ancient architect. She wasn't looking at the mountains; she was looking at her own hands, where the silver-oil of the Hive was beginning to turn into a deep, pulsing Black-Emerald circuitry. "The West didn't build the cycles, Darlene," Leo said, stepping up beside us.

“Kill that damned woman’s girl.” The room fell into a stunned silence. “The little one?” someone asked, confused. “The youngest daughter?” The Youngest daughter was closer to Alpha Dante as well. She was mute and autistic. It would not be hard to kill her. All they had to do was plan a perfect day to launch their plans. Hector turned his head just slightly. The light caught his mask, revealing the charred flesh underneath. Only one of his eye work while the other one was destroyed by that little bitch four years ago! Four years, still, there was no cure for his blind eye.

I wrap my arm around her shoulder and kiss the top of her head. “Everyone, meet Sandra Williams, Henry’s daughter,” Mom says proudly while rubbing Sandy’s arm. Everyone’s mouth hangs open including Hawk. “Guys, don’t be rude,” I tell them. That’s the time everyone comes to Sandy to welcome her into the family. Hawk is the last to walk and stops in front of Sandy, inspecting her from head to toe, tapping his chin. “Hmm. You got my eyes, nose, and my chin.” His lips curve to smile then grin, “I want to punch Dad’s face if he’s still alive, and I want to spank Mom’s butt if she’s not with Mike right now.”

Gae says solemnly, referring to the alpha with the green eyes, when he mentions the name ‘Jake’. “My daughter was taken away from me forcefully by that monster, and she did not want to go. Only the moon goddess knows what he has done to her.” Alpha Tyrus panics. He looks like a strong man, but the thought of his daughter suffering brings tears to his eyes. My sympathy is automatically coming for these men, and my anger is growing for Dave. He seemed to do worse things every day that went by as he was alpha. “He took all of these, including your daughter, for no reason?" I ask to be sure, pointing at Alpha Tyrus as I mention his daughter.

She was seen by the Etholians but not by the other clans. She gulped when her heart started pounding. She turned to look at her mother. "Do you love father?" She asked. Queen Martina was surprised by her sudden question. But she knew her daughter was scared so she smiled at her and then squeezed her hands. "I love your father. Yes, he was a gift from the Moon Goddess, but I have never doubted my heart. You might think it was because of the mating pull, but I never thought of that. Because if I was born like you, I will still choose your father over any man in this world." Her mother answered.

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,

I hold her eyes as I speak, being as clear and precise as I can. “I see,” she, again, writes down my answer, her hand moving quickly across the off-white page. “Who was the active Alpha when you left the Tracker Pack?” “Alpha Carver Haze.” “And who was his successor?” “Helena Soulen,” I swallow thinking. “You and Alpha Haze’s daughter share the same last name?” “My mother was married before her death.” “And whom did she marry?” “Race Soulen,” I swallow again. “The past Beta of the fallen Beast Pack?”

I’m doomed. They all looked at each other, communicating silently. “Alpha Talon has only one daughter, and her name is Amber with blonde hair and blue eyes. You have black hair.” I can’t believe it. Did my bitch of a sister tip off these guards? “It’s possible,” Mira hissed.

Then he pulled up in front of a private villa. I stayed back and watched. The front door opened, and a woman ran straight into his arms. “Adrian, you’re finally here. The baby missed you.” Under the light by the doorway, I saw her face clearly. Lydia Ashcroft. The daughter of the Alpha of Redcliff Pack. The same woman Mrs. Hale had once praised at the full moon banquet for her bloodline, the same woman she had called the perfect mother for Blackthorn’s future heir. And her stomach was already beginning to swell.

She walked away before he could see what that did to her. She kept her chin up and her pace even all the way through the yard, past the wolves who tracked her with their eyes without turning their heads, past the gate and down the side path toward the infirmary. She was Roric Vael's daughter and she had learned to walk as if nothing touched her before she was twelve years old. She had almost made it inside when the door ahead of her opened, and the last person she wanted to see stepped out of it. He stopped when he saw her. His eyes moved over her face once, and she knew her expression hadn't quite settled back to where she wanted it. She had been a second too slow.