He Celebrates When Daughter Burns Novels & Stories

The scarred, hollow plain where his daughter had grown. The color drained from his face. His hands dropped to his sides. "Where—" His voice cracked. "Where is she? Where is my pup?" "Dead," I said, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Gone in the fire. The day you carried Eira to the healers, your daughter died. Dead." He staggered back as if struck by lightning, pale as bone. "Impossible," he whispered. "You were fine. You set the fire—how could you burn your own pup? You’re lying. Tell me you’re lying!"

he immediately knelt infront of her. Yin Yue calmed down. "I am the daughter of General Jiang Lin.Merely taking their lives is not enough for me.I want them to suffer ,I want them to have the taste of betrayal,I want to disclose their conspiracy to the world and I want to restore my father's and my family's honor"she said with determination. Wang Wei was really surprised for a moment .Yesterday,she was a little girl,frozen with fear and shock but today she is issuing orders as if she is a general in army.

Alexander said to him. “My daughter was the last burning flame wolf, or so I thought she was. She was killed in her house. She had her son and was killed the same day. The body of her baby was never found but there is no way he could have survived that fire. You should come in” he said to Alexander.

“Rosie, hurry up and press the incineration button! Tom, you’re crazy! My granddaughter can’t be treated like this!” “No, don’t cremate her! Rosie, that’s your daughter!” I shouted in despair, but Rosie did not hesitate to press the incineration button. Flames surged in, and the heat made me instinctively close my eyes.

"No... no, this can't be right! I was told Isla had recovered before transfer!" "Recovered?" My father's laugh was bitter. "Is that what you told yourself to justify giving her Inhibitor to another pup?" The council chamber fell silent. Even the guards looked shocked - stealing an Inhibitor was a serious crime against pack law. Natalie tried to pull Liam away, but he shook her off, staring at the death certificates as if they might change. "How... when?" he whispered. "The day you celebrated another pup's successful transformation," my father answered mercilessly. "The day you distributed moon-blessed wine while your own daughter drew her last breath."

if I have a life again I want a happy life with you as my daughter" he started to remember her childhood the way he used to observe her from far the way he used to seen her smile by the pictures his men sent for him he thought his daughter will hate him but now though his daughter loves him he is going to die without spending the time with his daughter but whatever he thought to do he did he feeded his daughter with his own hands for last time he finally took his daughter to his embrace he took pictures and sent to Aurthur he said to his men "be sure that she can breathe" they arranged everything with oxygen and kept box in a pit and covered it with mud flashback ends..............

"I'll burn the world to the ground if you need me to, Little Sis." "I hope it doesn't come to that, where will we stay once everything is burned?" I ask. "I didn't think that far." He muses out loud and I laugh, feeling better. My heart pangs again when I look around and don't find Hela. I don't like that the last words we exchanged were so ugly and I thought she would at least come to see me off but I should have known better. "Alpha Kael." Dad addresses the war alpha in his sternest tone, the tone that usually has males and females shaking in their boots but the incorrigible bastard only stares down at Dad through his lashes. "I have entrusted my daughter into your care and should any harm

Like she's taking in this final view of him. "Was it worth it, husband?" she asks, venom lacing every word. "Beating me. Breaking me for three fucking years? Being a bitch and sending your father to clean up your mess? You thought you were going to win...but how did that work out for you?" She moves closer, her face inches from his. "Our daughter's birthday is in four days. And instead of celebrating it—as if you ever gave a fuck about her—you'll be dead. She'll be surrounded only by the men who've protected her, who've taken over your title as her daddy. Who actually love her."

But no matter how she turned it over in her head, nothing made sense. Today wasn’t just any day. It was the third anniversary of their son’s death. A day that should have been marked by remembrance, by grief. And yet, he was celebrating. But why? What was there to celebrate? The loss of a child he had never wanted? The absence of a boy he had seen as nothing more than an embarrassment? A tremor of fury surged through her veins, scorching away the last remnants of her weakness. It was one thing for him to be cold, to act as if she and their son had never mattered. But this? This was beyond cruelty. While she stood at their child’s grave, drowning in grief, he was at the pack house… celebratin

The triplets’ twenty-first birthday party ended in a massacre. But there, in the middle of the ashes and blood, my daughter had just become the storm I had always feared… and that I now needed by my side. Because if Heros didn’t survive, it would be Darya who would set the entire world on fire to avenge her father. And I would be right there beside her.