Loki's Daughter Novels & Stories

He remembered the screams. ​Darius had always told him that wolves had slaughtered his real parents, leaving Kael as the sole survivor. ​"The Key is at Blackhood High," Darius continued, his voice dropping to a low, reverent hiss. ​"She is the daughter of the monsters who took everything from you. She is the one whose kind ruined your life. I have trained you to be her shadow, Kael." ​Darius leaned in closer, his eyes narrowing. ​"You cannot transform into a wolf—you are pure, untainted strength—but you have the power to break her. To protect the Key until she is ready for the ritual."

They all came one by one which I hadn’t been ready for until Alec tightened his grip on my back so I stood still to greet them separately. The beta stepped aside for the others to come up the steps first and he made his way to the end as a look out position. I had a feeling he had to do that alot. I started shaking hands and giving some hugs mainly from the older wolves who were doing a terrible job at hiding they were crying. I smiled to myself at the matchoness of men in sensitive times. No one cares if you let out a tear guys. But they were so sweet, they told me something about my dad or how I was the spit of my mother. They knew as soon as they saw me step out onto the porch that I was

I threatened, and I wasn't bluffing. "Now what do you want to say?" The alpha drawled, cutting me off in the process. "I'm not staying here," I said again, this time with a fierceness I never knew I had. "You do not have a choice here woman, you can only leave here once you’ve paid me the money your Dad owes me." He snapped. “He’s not even my dad!” I yelled in frustration, “you should’ve taken his own daughter and not me!”

“You don’t want to ask me a question? Fine. I’m going to prove to you that I’m Lucia.” I wiped the tears from my face with the back of my hand and cleared my throat. “My name is Lucia Hill. I’m the daughter of the Alpha and Luna of the fallen pack, the Thunder pack. I was born sick and was homeschooled all my life.” I began, and my real mother stopped humming. “Dad used to love playing the piano and he tried to teach me every chance he got but I was terrible at playing.” I continued, and she slowly turned her attention to me.

"Our Luna is a very good mate who has helped many wolves. I hope Luna and Alpha can always be together happily." My daughter's tears fell silently, remembering when her father once took her and me to run in the moonlight, where he had turned into his massive wolf form to let her and me ride on his back. Her small shoulders trembled as the memories washed over her. "I know," she whispered through her tears. "I will thank Dad well... Alpha Kieran." My spirit felt more painful now than my body had under silver torture. Watching my daughter's dull, gray eyes, I remembered the past.

At the Wolfen Academy’s annual ball, I stumbled upon a group of high-ranking Alphas cornering an Omega girl. They were trying to film her, to humiliate her. I stepped in. I saved her. A week later, she turned on me. She told everyone I was the one who bullied her. That I was the one blackmailing her with a video. I was taken away by the Alliance Enforcers. I lost my spot in the elite Gamma Team. The story blew up on the pack network. They even dragged my father’s name through the mud—a hero who died fighting vampires, now called a fraud. Our family lives and dies by its honor. Under the weight of it all, my mother wrote a letter. Then she killed herself on my father’s grave to prove my innoc

Loki retorted, feeling oddly worked up because of his persistence. "Why?" Kylo asked again, clearly enjoying the fact that he was able to have a conversation with her. He knew he was pushing his luck and she might slip back into her cold self within a second, but he strangely didn't mind. And just as he thought, Loki wasn't going to answer him again so she turned to the attendant who looked awestricken. Having heard Kylo referred to Loki as Ms. Donovan, the attendant had been stunned by this. 'Chairman Donovan has a daughter?' She almost couldn't believe her ears and of course, she couldn't wait to spread the news to her colleagues.

As the dark wolves closed in to drag him away, Loki became more resistant, and he unleashed a deafening howl, his voice echoing through the room like a wounded beast. "The time has come for me to disclose this truth that has troubled me for quite some time." Loki's voice boomed, carrying far above the silent crowd. "Aria, the descendant of Orion, is not born in the pure lineage of the wolves; she is a half-breed—sired by a human and a wolf."

“You threw your own son aside—for an Omega brat?” Her voice turned sharp, venomous. “Or is it that, in your heart, our son means nothing compared to the bastard pup of your omega whore?” “What spell has she cast on you?” But Alpha Bastian ignored her. He crouched beside my daughter, his voice stripped of its former authority. “Ava, are you hurt? Did he hurt you?” My daughter, the little girl who once adored her father, flinched away. She buried herself in my embrace, her small body trembling like a frightened pup.

She slowly turned to look at him, confused to see the Lycan King holding her hand like she had committed something. “Lord Lucius?” “How dare you hit my daughter?!” Father roared, sending chills down the spine of everyone in the hall. Some knew that I was his daughter, while some didn't know who I was. People like Luna Katherina and her daughter didn't have the slightest idea who I was or how I was going to be their doom. “Your daughter? Impossible! She's a nobody, she's nothing but a gold digger, my son Luther saved from the streets.” She kept trying to feed her mind what it was she would normally believe, eluding herself from reality.