Novel & Cerita Layne Staley Daughter Now

“How’d you know? Yeah, she has one child, a daughter named Hadleigh. Layla began receiving payments from Grigoras six months into her pregnancy and continues to receive them. Elijah and Hadleigh are half-siblings.” “Fuck,” I say as I slump against the tree and rub my face. It’s always about revenge; it’s always about fucking revenge. That’s why Peyton looked so familiar! It wasn’t because I knew him, it was because I recognised some of his features in his gold-digging daughter. “Now it makes sense. Peyton is getting revenge on me because I killed his daughter.” “Umm…” Mikhail sings awkwardly. “What?” “She’s not dead.” “Mikhail, I personally put a bullet in her head,” I tell him.

“I might have to. Even before Tatum, I thought about just doing it. What’s the worst that can happen?” “He might just kill you.” I wasn’t sure Steele was joking. “Oh, what’s up with Alpha Kyle?” “What do you mean?” Maddox asked. “I mean, he didn’t even come to the hospital. He barely said goodbye when she left.” “Yeah, I tried asking her. If I read between the lines correctly, she is pretty much ignored and left to her own devices. I would put money on it that Cade raised her. Despite them being a year apart, I don’t think they remember he has a daughter. Luna Michele isn’t even her real mother.”

“A beautiful and sweet baby... your real name is Kylie Celesty, right? How about from now on, you just use my family name about? Hmm? You want to be my daughter?” The man, Kylie's step father, kept cradling of the baby's body in his arms for a few times, and a big smile full of the happy emotion on his face right now and there too. “Your name now is Kylie Leighton... and you are my daughter... and whoever your birth family is, somehow that I feel like they all must be in the big trouble right now. And they decide to leave you in here with me. But it doesn't matter... I will love you like my own daughter. Kylie Leighton is my daughter... Stella, must be very happy to see you Kylie... she real

“And who are your parents, girl?” Layla shifted uncomfortably under his scrutiny. “Claire Wilkes is my mother. I’m adopted.” Nathaniel’s glass slipped from his fingers, shattering on the table. Red wine spread across the white tablecloth like blood. “Impossible,” he breathed. “Father!” Abigail hissed, dabbing at the spreading stain. “Control yourself!” But Alpha Nathaniel ignored his daughter, still staring at Layla. “Where did you get that dress?” he demanded suddenly.

As for Layla, she was much too busy getting Lucas out of his shirt and admiring his muscular chest to think about anything. * * * Four years later, Layla stood on the deck of Seaduction’s successor while her daughter Rosie played on deck with the family dog, a fluffy pug called Jonas. Layla was relaxed, as she always was on such trips. She worked long hours as a doctor in the paediatrics department of a busy California hospital and cherished every day of her time off. ‘Daddy...Daddy!’ Layla spun round to watch her daughter throw herself boisterously at her father as he emerged from the main saloon.

"My parents cared more about money than their daughter. I was emancipated as a teenager, but some of the contracts that I signed—before I knew better—let him manage some of my portfolio and sponsorship deals until I'm twenty-five. After I was emancipated, they took off and I haven't seen them since. I don't know what the hell they're doing here in Kentucky, but I wonder if it's because of Layne." "They knew you'd run here," Tyler finished. "I bet they're in it with Jackson." "Now that just pisses me the fuck off," Layne said, slamming his hand down on the table. "I say we get both Jackson and Thomas here, and we figure out just what in the fuck they're doing here with each other." "Like Stee

She suddenly slammed into the wall uncontrollably. "Ms. Carrey!" One of the maids exclaimed to stop her. At this time, there was a sharp pain in the maid’s wrist, and she was pulled away. Braylon strode over and stretched out his hand in time the moment Carrey's forehead was about to hit the wall. Carrey's head hit Braylon's palm, and he let out a groan. "My daughter... Cat..." Carrey was about to get sick again, biting her lower lip tightly, and blood was about to spill, “Did you say on the live stream that Catelyn is our daughter Alicia?"

There was total silence between us till we got to the mansion. I am Layla Luther, aged nineteen, the last child and the only daughter of Ben and Lily Luther. I belonged to the Silver Moon pack which my dad was the Alpha, and my elder brother Derrick, was next in line. My mother was obviously the Lunar of the pack, as it was more of a family pack, and we were highly respected in the county of Palmdale and beyond. Apart from being werewolves, we had our normal lives, which earned us the respect we had. My dad was a cardiovascular surgeon, which was very rare in counties.

"He'll be coming for that." Caitlyn's eyes lowered to the file as she stretched her hand to pick it up. There was quietness in the office as she brought out the document in the file and ran her eyes through it. "I guess you didn't know about that," Lawyer Bernard spoke out, seeing the surprised look on Caitlyn's face. She turned her eyes away from the paper and faced lawyer Bernard. "Isn't the woman his biological mother?" The man heaved a sigh. "Well, she is. However, some people put their selfish interests over their families. Madam Scarlett is that type of a person."

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,