Meliodas Father Novels & Stories

“Gerald couldn’t have been her father and Tonight only confirmed it.” Darius turns from the window. “Confirmed what?” I hesitate. Because saying it out loud makes it real. “Our father killed her parents.” The words land like a blade dropped point-first into stone. Darius’s head snaps up. “What?” Daemon straightens slowly, eyes sharpening. “Say that again.” I don’t move. Don’t look away from Rain. “Theron Velmir and Luna Serai. The last true ancient Alpha line. Our father led the pack that hunted them down.”

Caius's POV The next morning, everything seemed just like a nightmare to everyone, Father was stronger and healthier, he paced round the room before staring back at me. “Celeste must die by my hands” father roared out loud, as I narrated everything to him. “She had come to me for help, but I declined, like this I know that wanted Melisa for the druidic ritual for her self gain” father roared angrily again. “You need to calm down father. Melissa is somewhere out there, and we are clueless, she might be in danger right now, we just have to find a way to get to her, and yes Celeste must die. She is an evil seer” I replied.

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.

"One that should never have existed. And the one hunting you, has been searching for you since the moment you took your first breath." I felt the ground tilt beneath me. "My mother said we were simple wolves," I whispered. "That my father died before I was born." The Alpha King's jaw tightened. "She lied to protect you," he said. "Because your true father, is a monster." The temperature in the room seemed to drop. "Who?" I managed to ask. He stepped closer, lowering his voice as though the walls themselves might betray us when they hear. "Your father," he whispered, "is Alpha Malgori, the Rogue King."

I question. “His father, Alpha Varkis, was a high-ranking noble and a very close friend of my own father. He once claimed that Tedmold was not his son but a child born out of his wife's betrayal with his brother, sir Reynold who also wanted Varkis’s throne." He says. My stomach tightens. “So it is Tedmold's uncle, sir Reynold who killed Tedmold father then?” “No. He convinced Tedmond, who was barely an adult at the time and felt perpetually unloved by his father, to help him overthrow Alpha Varkis.” the Emperor reveals. “Tedmold, fueled by his uncle’s lies assassinated his own father.”

What? "Boy, is your mother perhaps Melissa Evans?" The dark lord asked carefully. "Y-yes. May I know how you know my mother, Sire?" I said confused. "Ah, you are indeed her son! My son! The woman of Earth has bore an heir, the moon goddess has blessed us!" He said sounding relieved and happy. He has become old as what the rumors have said indeed. If he really is my father then, I have an easier way to stop the war, to save Lilan from her sacrifices. I finally found him. My real father...

“That’s why I need your advice.” But my father shook his head. “No, Adrian. He’s older than me.” The silence after that was total. I froze. My father was over two thousand years old. A living relic of the bloodlines. The only known surviving ancient. Or so we thought. “Dragomir stood at Volodymir’s side,” my father continued. “He was his direct childe. The kind of power that comes from that lineage, it’s not something you face without knowing exactly what you’re doing.”

His master would never lie to him, so there was a misunderstanding, he was not a Caelthorn. He sighed, stretching the tension from his shoulders, his mind now lingering on what Martha and Henry had told him, about him resembling a Caelthorn kid. It was true that, ever since he heard of the name, Jason felt like that name resonated with something deep inside of him. But that hardly proved anything about him being a Caelthorn or his master lying to him about his parents. He had never met his dad, or mom. But he heard from Kairos and other eclipse syndicate members that his father was a member of the eclipse syndicate, a legendary assassin, and the eclipse syndicate was like family so he believ

I say and he must know I am lying. No one deserves a swift death, much less this cunt. Josef’s eyes scan the room, dread seeping into his scent when he sees the calm in my eyes. Knox is just about ready to murder, but I manage to keep him in place. “Melodiya and Mariyah,” he stutters, saying the names of my mother and aunt. “Are the daughters of Evalina and Demitrios Karras. Mariyah is - was, my real mother. She is the one who sent me here to spy on you for the Karras Elders, and my real father…is Mischa Popov.”