Layne Staley Daughter Now Novels & Stories

“I know. That’s why you can’t tell me where you are. I will die before I rat you out.” “Alpha Ky is my ally.” Waylon said in the mind-link. “I’m so glad you are okay. I’m sorry to hear about your parents. They were so good to me.” “I’ve always wondered about you but then the other week when the news said you were caught? I can’t even imagine.” Brayden trailed off. “Do you have a mate? Kids? What about Beau or Brittany?” I asked. “I do have a mate, her name is Avery. We have a little girl named Hailey.” My heart wept for joy and or the sorrow.

Irene said as she picked up the cup. "You shouldn't stay with men with violent tendencies," Layla asked. "You should break up with him." Irene nodded in agreement, and suddenly asked, "Are you married?" She regretted it as soon as she asked it—what even was she asking? Of course she was, give her age! Still, Layla smiled in amusement from her question. "Yes, my daughter is twenty this year, in fact." That left Irene stunned—Layla has a daughter? She could not recall Isaac having a sister, or him ever mentioning having one.

It was likely her mother, Lauren Bennett. Mark was glad to see his daughter. "Come, let me introduce you. This is Keegan Kane from The Vinci Rivera Group and his girlfriend, Stella Hall." He gestured toward them, "And this is my daughter, Kayla. You haven't had the chance to meet before, so now's a good opportunity for you young folks to get acquainted." Kayla remained silent, and Stella sensed she probably wanted to avoid mentioning their earlier encounter. Stella did not bring it up either. Instead, she extended her hand graciously, "Hello, Ms. Wilson."

He looked at his wife, noticing her gaze fixed on the young woman standing on the podium beside Harthwore. At first, he didn’t recognize her. But Ashley suddenly moved closer, and he followed. The moment he got a clearer look, his steps faltered. It was the last person he had seen… three years ago. “I know many of you have questions,” Harthwore began, his voice steady as the room quieted. “Seeing as we’ve introduced her as our daughter…” He paused briefly before continuing. “I would like to use this moment to inform the public that Layla is not—nor has she ever been—adopted. She is my biological daughter… my lost daughter.”

“I’m—” “—You’re Seth. I heard you before I—” “Ran away,” I cut her off just like she did, raising my brow. “Who are you?” I asked, and she wrapped her arms around herself. “Layla Monroe. Daughter of Alpha Williams Monroe of the Blue Moon Pack,” she said, stepping closer to the fire but far away from the dead bodies. “I see,” I mumbled, eyeing her, then looking at my surroundings.

“I had my son marry Zane Lancaster’s niece.” Davian narrowed his eyes. “Zane Lancaster has a niece?” Melissa nodded slowly. “Yes, he does. And, believe it or not, he and Celeste also had a daughter—Irene Lancaster. But no one knows that. Not even the fact that she died five years ago is public knowledge. The family keeps their affairs tightly under wraps.” Davian fell silent, absorbing the information. Melissa watched him closely, noting the way his expression shifted—brows slightly drawn, gaze distant.

“She's my only child and daughter. And I would want upmost respect from you guys because she's the new Luna of Kam's kingdom. They all looked at me in shock, but no one dared to talk. Perhaps they've heard what happened in the council meeting. “Good day, stakeholders. My name is Lyra Aiden, the daughter of the new Alpha and I'm here to monitor this business.” “I'm proposing an art piece for exhibition which would be of importance to our business.” She said, presenting the illustration to them. “It's so nice, I'm trying to remember where exactly I saw this style. It seems it's from Fangspire academy.” One of the said. My minds was conflicted and I didn't want them to find out it was Anabelle

She was fiercely protective of them and would let them get up to whatever they wanted. There was also Artemis, my friend Alpha Damon’s daughter, who was two and a half years old, and their one-year-old son Asher. Rayhan’s son Ahren, who was almost two, and his one-year-old daughter Sienna. Finally Raihana’s son Tatum, who had turned two a few weeks ago. Raihana was Alejandro’s niece. Plenty of kids, but I loved it. "Baby, no!" Raihana scolded Tatum as he almost put his hand into the cake. "I swear these kids."

I turn slowly and see my daughter for the first time in eight years. Layla is standing in the doorway, her eyes roaming around the room before settling on me. “So it is you.” “Yes, Layla.” She sighs as she looks at Alec and asks, “Who is this?” Alec smile’s at her his big blue eyes sparkle with mischief as he says, “My name is Alec, and I will be an Alpha like my dad one day.” She smiles at him as he slides up the bed closer to me and says, “I am sure you will be a great Alpha Alec.”

‘I love you, too. “Now,” Dad sakes me out of thought when he holds his hand out to me. I look at Leander, who tips his head in encouragement. I turn back to my father and take his outstretched hand, making my way to the mic. He smiles and kisses my knuckles. “Ladies and Gentlemen, I’d like you to meet your future Luna, my daughter, Stella! Sorry,” He chuckles. “I mean Sara.” Everyone is cheering and hollering all over again. I feel as though I’m going deaf from the noise.