Romans & histoires Is Laura Logan's Daughter

She smiled and stared at his picture until her eyes got too heavy to keep open and she drifted off to sleep. Logan POV Logan was sitting in his office when Nathan came through the door. “Ok, now tell me what is going on.” Nathan said. Logan sighed, trying to figure out the best way to explain the situation. “I found my mate.” Logan started. “Really! That’s awesome dude!” Nathan interrupted him before he could finish. “Yeah, it is. She is absolutely beautiful. She is also Alpha David and Luna Maggie’s daughter.” said Logan. “I didn’t know they had a daughter.” Nathan replied.

Drrt...drrt... Logan's phone rings. He picked it up with the loudspeaker. "Yes!" He answered in a snarling tone. He seemed to be in a very bad mood. "Logan... I want to meet Raine." Answered a woman with a pitiful voice plus a bit of a spoiled sigh. "You're crazy! What a crazy reason you want to meet Raine!" He answered. "She's my daughter too. My baby...my flesh and blood...we made love..you and me until I was pregnant... Remember?"

My hands shook as I called Lucien again, and this time, relief surged when he actually picked up. “Lucien, I’m at the hospital and the doctor said——” I barely got the words out before he barked at me. “Laura, I know this is just your antics to get me home,” he snapped. “He’s your fucking son too, handle whatever the doctor said.” I froze, hearing Aria’s laughter in the background. Then the line went dead. My chest tightened, and panic set in again. I tried calling him back, but the number wasn’t going through. I called everyone at the party venue who might be able to reach him, desperate to tell him that his son was dying but no one answered. Not one person.

Logan finished all the wine in his bottle and said to himself that; No way! she can't be my daughter because I don't trust that woman, I shouldn’t be thinking about this, Priscillia can't be my daughter, if she is, then she shouldn't be reluctant to zombies. Logan fell asleep after saying these.

The hunger for revenge devoured Logan's sanity. His eyes locked onto a vase on the table. Before he could think, he'd already swung it with full force into Joann's skull. "You murdered my daughter!" he screamed. "You don't deserve to breathe!" Blood burst from the wound as Joann collapsed to the floor, coughing up a mouthful of blood. She pleaded weakly, "Cough… Logan, I was wrong. Please… please let me go. Lily's gone... but we still have Gracie... I can give you a son... please..."

Laura was the second daughter after Mya Roberts, the introvert, shy but intelligent and beauty queen of the Roberts' family. " Stop it now, Kelvin Roberts, I need my bag. I'm already running late for my personal studies before class begins which you know how I hate missing that", Laura shouted, running after Kelvin who kept racing around the hall with her bag, teasing. " Catch me if you can, sweet sis", he bursted out with laughter, dashing off to the kitchen. Laura whined, tamping her foot on the floor, furious, " Oh, boy, I'll so kill you if I get hold of you. I bet you".

Secrets about Laura. " Am I not Laura?" She whispers subconsciously. But her attention goes to William immediately, with her eyes widely open when he speaks, " Laura is Patrick's biological daughter. She was your best friend who killed herself when you were in junior high school!" Laura AKA Juliette's body trembles as her head suddenly feels empty. Lots of information makes her dizzy. At least with her identity and her name. She lowers herself, now questioning lots of things. " Are you okay?" Mr Anderson walks to her, " Shall Dad take you to the hospital?" He calmly asked.

“We all will be.” Laura smiled up at me, her hand resting against my chest. “Yeah.” We sat there for a while longer, letting the quiet seep into our bones. Shadow padded over, resting his head on Laura’s lap as she absently scratched behind his ears. Logan paused his game, glancing up at us with a curious expression. “Dad?” he asked, his voice soft. “Everything okay?” “Yeah, bud,” I said, forcing a smile. “Everything’s fine. You good?”

He kissed my knuckles and stood to his feet. "Mom, please look after her." Logan turned to his mom. "I will Logan. She's my daughter now." Claire smiled at him as she came to stand by my side, her hands on my shoulders. Logan smiled widely at us then turned around and left with the rest. Now, it was only me, Claire, Chloe, and Alexis in the house. They all turned around to look at me. "So, Eva, how is everything with Logan?" Chloe asked, wiggling her eyebrows. Alexis smacked her on the back of her head, while I just gave her a confused look.

"Mr. Cross's decision was final. Now, if you do not leave immediately, I will have to call security to escort you out." "Security?" Laura laughed, the sound sharp and mocking. "Sweetheart, do you even know who I am? Who is my father?” Laura said deliberately, knowing their father has chosen them over Shayla. “You are just some assistant playing dress-up in an office that is way above your pay grade. Why do you not run along and get us some coffee while the adults talk business? Maybe fix that frumpy outfit while you are at it."