Kakashi's Son นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Whoever had carried me to that hotel room could have been someone in Kael's circle. A cousin. A relative. A younger alpha. Someone whose blood would smell like family to the King. But I couldn't share that. Not before I had proof. "Who is the father?" he asked. "He lives far from here. A different pack." The words came smooth. Five years of practice. "You're raising a pup alone here. As a rogue." "Yes." He studied me for a long moment. Up close, his pine and cedar scent and something warmer underneath that made my blood hum.

His expression was dark and stormy. “If you weren’t already on Jasper’s radar before now, picking a fight with his mate will definitely put you in the spotlight,” I said, feeling a little sick to my stomach. “He’s not going to let you stay in peace.” I shook my head regretfully. “I’m used to it, but now…” I glanced at Kevin. He was sitting in his chair with a lollypop that Jasper must have bought him in town. It made my heart heavy to think the little boy, who had already experienced too much pain and sorrow, would now be on the bad side of the Alpha’s son because of me.

Among the five esteemed elders, two held significant roles in my life: my grandfather, Pops Hiromichi, and my father's assailant, Uncle Hajime. Pops Hiromichi, a tall and imposing figure, approached us with a smug smile. "Kasumi, my dear granddaughter, how delightful to see you. I trust you received our invitation?" Pops... You watched your son die before you. You imposed my father as the Alpha of the Red Sun pack, yet why were you supporting your second son now? What made you decide to approve him as the next Alpha after learning he slaughtered Father? Those words wanted to come out. This grudge was boiling inside me, wanting to lead me to slaughter them... those other elders who remained b

Even so, his voice was still very calm: "And I'm Akazaka Takeru, nice to meet you, blonde girl" “Aka…zaka?” Marris muttered in astonishment. This man has the last name Akazaka... could he be Minato's brother? The clan's shadow supporter? The legendary business genius who killed her last night... - Kill me and then pick it up... Sometimes Marris doesn't understand whether she and the Akazaka clan in her previous life have any grudges that she still has when traveling in this life. Takeru stroked the girl's hair who was trembling with pleasure, he whispered in her ear seductive words: "I thought I had lost you..."

Here they were setting up my price. I cleared my throat to let them snap their direction to my face and the boy whose name I didn't care to remember anymore. Dad's eyes met mine and he asked only one question, "Do you like Tushar?" Oh, that was his name. Ishika should have messaged his name also when she messaged all about him. I saw her standing next to my brother and seeing him with her awe eyes. She had a crush on him, but what she didn't see that he was married with ten years old kid.

“Bingo! You’re smart.” She scoffed. “I didn’t know you were this smart.” She chuckled. “It’s wasn’t hard to figure it out.” “That’s why we need to prepare for it.” She nods. And stare now at the meal. Chief Brennon, Kenzo was his son wasn’t he? The son he never should have had. Was Kenzo? He won’t be against his own son wouldn’t he? “We should go.” “Now. You’ve barely touched your breakfast.” “Let’s go.”

Akash and Varun's father. The other one was wearing a dusky leather Jacket contrary to Kabir's military uniform. This man had short hair and apparent dark circles below his brown eyes, hinting that he has had a constant lack of sleep over a few days. He was much more casual than Kabir. Yet, even after this, his aura was razor-sharp. Not to mention his walk had no excessive movements, just like Kabir's. He was one of the White Clan members and also the chief head of the IMD intelligence department, Matthew Collins, Jake's father.

“It should have been you though.” “What?” both her and Mitsuhide asked. “You would have been the one. It was the next Akechi in the line would be given my daughter. That would have been you. Celia’s next son,” her father answered. “Next son?” Mitsuhide said. “I am an only child.” “No, you aren’t. You have two older brother’s and a sister,” her father stated. “My wife’s nephew was given your sister right before Kit was born.”

“Straight to violence. I suppose I shouldn’t expect anything less from the boy I raised.” “You didn’t raise me,” I snapped. “You trained me like a dog.” “Ah.” He tilted his head slightly. “And yet look how well you turned out.” Phil scoffed beside me. “God, you’re even more annoying in person.” Kagemoto Kazama’s eyes slid toward him. “Jacques’ son. Still alive despite all your terrible decisions. Impressive.” Phil smiled dryly. “People keep saying that.” I stepped forward. “Where are the files?”

His son. His breath caught in his throat as he read the rest of the report. It confirmed what he had suspected, what his instincts had been screaming at him since that first moment he laid eyes on Hibiki. The boy’s blood type matched his own. The child was a direct biological offspring of Jiro Fujibayashi. Hibiki was his son. And Haru, the omega he had loved and lost, had kept this from him.