Is Dominik Mysterio Adopted Novels & Stories

Adam replied. "There's this girl who claims her parents died in a car accident, but she's never been made a pack member or was, for that matter," Dominic replied. "That is odd," Adam replied. Suddenly, I felt Romo's presence. "We need to go back," his voice rang through my head. "I told you we would," I replied, annoyed, before turning to Adam. "Adam, could it be that they took in a rogue as a child? And if so, what is the High Council's stance on that?" I asked.

My mom raised her eyebrows: "Excellent! How are you not excellent? You're the heir to the most powerful pack in the North, you're handsome, successful, and most importantly, you treat our daughter like a queen!" She slapped his arm playfully: "Honestly, I'd want to adopt you as my son if I could." Dominic laughed: "That won't work, Auntie. If that happened, Aria couldn't become my Luna. Besides, we're already bonded." My mom actually looked regretful: "That's true too. What a shame—I would have loved having you as a son." Dominic smiled warmly at my parents: "Uncle and auntie, I'm really happy to become part of your family. You raised an incredible daughter."

And Dominic's. Dominic's expression was the most controlled thing I had ever seen, which told me everything. "You knew," I said. "I found out," he said, "three years ago. When I became Alpha and accessed the restricted archive." His voice was perfectly steady, which cost him visibly. "It is documented in Marcus's private papers. I was—" He stopped. Started again. "I was brought to the pack at three days old. My biological mother was a wolf from the Thornwall Pack. She died in childbirth. My biological father was Marcus's closest ally from that pack, a man named Vale, who died the following year. Marcus took me because he wanted an heir and had not yet produced one, and because my genetic pro

I have every quality of a good Beta and I believe that I've been doing my job quite well. I have known Dominic for years, we are best of friends even before he left mystic pack to come establish his own pack here in North America. We both grew up in mystic pack but my family later left the pack because my father was chosen as the Beta of the shadow moon pack. I was so sad at that time, I didn't want to leave Dominic's side but I had no choice. Luckily something happened in the mystic pack, Dominic left the pack and established his own pack in our region. I was so happy, we reunited again. I and Dominic have been in many wars together and have gone through many things together, especially wh

Maya's brow was furrowed in confusion as she wondered what he was driving at with his words, "I knew she was his best friend. Didn't know she was in love with him. Besides wasn't Diane your sister and you're Xavier's half-brother. Isn't that like wrong?" He frowned, "We weren't blood-related though she was the closest thing I had to a family. Anne Gracie adopted me. I never got to meet my biological mother, Mr. Dominic's mistress," he grimaced, " Anne Gracie had adopted me as a charity case to be flaunted and she had felt too__"

I asked hesitantly, trying to keep my voice steady and mask my suspicion of the man. "Is there something wrong with him?" he asked with a hint of suspicion in his own voice. "No, no. I'm just curious. He seems so obedient and acts more like a butler than a secretary," I explained, attempting to downplay my concerns. Mr. Dominique paused for a moment before speaking in a low voice, filled with compassion and pity. "Daniel Adler is an orphan. He used to dwell in the streets, along with other pickpocket children. I had just lost my wife at the time, and I was devastated. I almost took my own life by driving aimlessly on a secluded road. I accidentally hit him, and he almost lost his life instea

“Then why are you in this photograph?” Dominic looked at the picture. “Because Cross didn’t just experiment on me.” He paused. “He created me.” Silence. I didn’t understand. “What does that mean?” He took a slow breath. “My parents died when I was young. At least, that’s what I was told.” He looked at Marcus. “Then I found out they never existed.” Marcus frowned. “What?” Dominic continued. “Cross created identities for some of the children. New names. New families. New histories.”

Dominic looked between me and Micah before averting the glare to Yurik who was busy smiling sheepishly. "What is this?" Dominic asked roughly taking a step towards Yurik who backed away and raised his hands. Even he looked scared. "Don't get mad at me, Domo. She's Micah's sister and I just thought-" "What? That Micah will get some sort of immunity just because-" Dominic stopped himself from finishing the sentence. He looked at me slowly before narrowing his eyes suspiciously. I gulped. What is he thinking? "You two, get out. I want to speak to Caitlin alone." He demanded pointing to Micah and Yurik before nudging his thumb towards the door.

I kept our eyes connected and replied. "I know you don't want to kill me Nicholas but either way I owe you an explanation. My full name is supposed to be Dominic Johnson. I was adopted shortly after my birth, but my adoptive family was killed a few years ago so Xavier took me in and raised me as The Mysterious Demon, a street fighter. To replace my brother had been my role and it's been a part of my life ever since. The gym is just a part-time job. My real life is here in the ring."

"Dominic missed his mom. He kept pestering me. I had no choice but to bring him here to find you." I snorted. "Isn't Lisa his mom?" "You're angry at me. Why drag our kid into it?" He paused. "He's still young. He needs his mother. You shouldn't have abandoned him." I turned away and looked at the lush green leaves beyond the railing. "But he's the one who said Lisa was his mother." Dominic was the pup I carried and gave birth to. I poured nearly all my energy into loving him, spoiling him, and comforting him.