Novel & Cerita Klaus Mikaelson Daughter

For a brief moment, neither of us spoke while the tension between us slowly thickened, then I tilted my head slightly. "My Alpha..." I began carefully. "Jace Wolfe... your son?" The moment the words left my mouth, the atmosphere inside the room changed as Alpha Malrik’s expression darkened instantly, the shift in his gaze far too sharp to miss. It happened too quickly to be controlled, like the question had touched something buried far deeper than irritation, and the silence that followed pressed heavily against the space between us with dangerous weight. Realizing immediately that I had crossed a line I was never supposed to approach, I lowered my head at once while forcing myself to remain

There were times they scolded Klaus, times they shouted at him for his mistakes, but never once did they raise their voice at me. It frustrated me sometimes, made me feel like a guest in their home, someone who would always go back to where they belonged, no matter how bad I messed up. And now, here I am. A daughter to a lycan king. My mind was still reeling when the man spoke again, his voice a warm, steady balm to my shattered thoughts. With this, now I can rightfully claim you as the daughter we lost eighteen years ago, Princess Celeste. My father said,

The Alpha tugs at his beard as he looks at me approvingly. "The last time we saw Lori, she was just a ten-year-old girl. And even then, she could handle our Zane quite well," Luna Lily laughs as she takes Lori by the chin and studies her face intently. "Let me introduce you to my only daughter, whose birthday is today. Cliara, come closer, my child. And meet the future Alpha Romero of Eclipse Howl." Alpha Kertin beckons his daughter, who is sitting on a sofa, to come closer.

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

"I'm fine ma. When did you return from your trip?" "A few days ago. Is my daughter in?" "Yes she is" "Okay" I left him and went straight to the door. I rang the doorbell and waited for someone to open "Who is it?" "It's me, Gloria" "Oh! Mom"said Madison She opened the door and gave me a hug "Welcome mum, please have a seat" I sat down and she told Nelly to serve me a glass of water but I declined "Mom, how is Dad?" "He is fine. You know his always busy with work. What of your fiancé? Where is he?"

The door banged to her face. My phone pinged and I fished it out from my pocket. We’ve found Angela, but there is something you must know. Angela has a three years old daughter named Mckenzie. I think she moved on boss man. What are your orders? - Lucas

"Ma'am, that young man is banned from the property. Your daughter gave me a direct order. She told me to make sure no calls or messages from him reached you. She said it was for the family's peace." The words hit me like a slap. So, he had tried. He did care. But my own daughter, my scandal, had built a wall between us. A hot, sudden anger flashed through me. "So, Leo really does care, but my scandal of a daughter is behind all this," I whispered to myself. I ended the conversation there, promising to deal with it after the event. But the anger stayed, a low burn under my skin.

Almost gentle. ⸻ Marcus glanced at Gabriel. “You know her?” Gabriel shook his head. “No.” “But Claire does.” The young woman smiled faintly. “Allow me.” She looked around the Hall before her gaze settled on Amelia’s sealed platform. “My name is Elena Novak.” She turned back to Claire. “And yes…” “…I’m your daughter.” A stunned silence followed. Olivia covered her mouth. “You never told us you had a child.” Claire’s eyes filled with tears.

“Your father tells me that you're very serious about marrying Marissa now. What happened, why the change of plans? I thought you were running around with that…little thing. What was her name again?” Of course, my father answered. “Mia. She's Gabriel's daughter. Gabriel Danvers.” I could see the look of realization on his face, meaning that he knew who Gabriel was. “Oh, her. You seemed very intense. Why did you choose Marissa in the end?” My father looked at me, telling me things with his eyes that I already knew.

I sighed in relief, but then I remembered how Emilio had scared me. “That isn’t a bad thing, and you made it seem like it was. Is there something more?” “I found out something I’m not sure even your father knows. Maybe he knows, but I can’t be sure.” “Milo, stop beating around the bush. Just come out and tell me what it is.” “She’s the daughter of Makris Drakos.” He searched my face like he was expecting a light bulb to light up in my brain. I didn’t recognize that name at all.