Michelle Wolf Daughter Novels & Stories

The little wolf's soft howls were barely audible, fading to a whimper the moment her wide, frightened eyes met Britney's and Camilla’s. For a moment, Camilla stood frozen, her heart aching. “It’s her”. No words were needed to confirm what she already knew deep inside her soul—this small, trembling wolf was her daughter, Mira. Camilla had always known her daughter’s eyes, and no transformation, no wolf form could ever change that bond, regardless of the fact that Mira's wolf eyes were now what was glittering.

Not even for me. For my mother. For the torment she endured in this very place. For the nights she must have cried, prayed, fought… before being broken by the same monster. My breath hitched, but something inside me ignited, fiercer than ever. I was no longer the child he had tried to abandon in the forest. I was no longer the lost daughter he thought destroyed. I was Michelle Morripin. I was Richard’s daughter. And with my wolf beside me, I would be the vengeance of us all.

She gave me a small nod. “Was that all you wanted to ask me?” I questioned. “Oh.” Her expression suddenly shifted as if she had just remembered something. “Actually, no. I wanted to ask whether Dad has another daughter.” I frowned immediately. “There’s a female wolf here at the academy,” Kira continued with obvious irritation. “She keeps flaunting that she’s Alpha Derrick’s daughter!” “Muriel?” Kira blinked. “So, you know her?”

Jeremy shouted out in alarm as he held onto her while keeping his frightened eyes on us, scared that we would have his head for touching our mother. "Mother," I called and reached for her. She looked up with eyes filled with tears and regret. "You are lying to me, right?" She asked in a quivering voice that wished that it was never the truth. I wished I could say no to her but I couldn't. It was the truth, we were the root cause of our fallen dynasty. "No, it is not a lie. Michelle is the daughter of Renee. The same witch who swore with her life to wipe out our bloodline and end the reign and existence of the wolves…" I paused to let the words sink in before I continued to speak.

Michelle said in my head, and I rolled my eyes. “Oh shut up, Michelle,” I snapped. “Who's Michelle?” Duke's question brought me back to reality, and I smiled ruefully. “My wolf. I named her Michelle,” I replied, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. I still can't fathom which rank I belonged to. My parents were Betas, and it could be what I am, but judging by how huge and golden my wolf is, I didn't know what to think. “Caine would like to meet her, but not here.” He said while I nodded at him. Even if he asked me to shift this late in the night, I doubt I would have agreed. “Are you still in the mood?”

Although Rona and Tamara also turned out to be not the same as I imagined. That's just the Martin family moved away from recent events and again released a sting. The talk that Reid will not have a strong heir and he will have to look for a successor definitely comes from them. When Reed saw that I was worried, he showed me the game of two wolf cubs - Kira and Alex, the son of Luke and Rachel. They were the weather and both got used to the turnover. The young werewolves did not rush at each other, they froze a meter apart, bent over, as if ready to jump, and did not take their eyes off each other. This went on for quite some time.

All his wolf organs were badly damaged at this point. More importantly, he was still in grave danger. On the other hand, the chat of Michelle’s live stream was extremely hyped up. Many donations started popping up on the screen. [Michelle’s brother is so powerful!] [Divine Envoy my a*s! They’re all just weaklings!] [Michelle, can you ask your brother if he’s taking disciples?] [Michelle, can you ask your brother if he’d like a new girl? A girl who’d love to bear his children…]

It wasn’t often he managed to catch Mayne off guard—he was unflappable. “Interesting. I wonder, what could possibly have happened to make you forgo claiming such a lucrative investment?” “Oh, trust me, he didn’t get off scot-free. But in regard to your question, did you know the werewolf has a daughter who was an Omega? Her name is Lucia Salvatore.” “No, sir, I did not. I take it she was the ‘unexpected’ development?”

“Stop. It’s me.” But there’s no recognition in her eyes. Only rage. And power. Ancient power. Wild power. I take a step back. My spine stiffens, but my legs feel weak. The wolf snarls. “You can’t kill me,” I say, trying to sound like the Kira I was a minute ago. “I’m Alpha Elric’s daughter. Heir to Fenrath. If you even dare harm me, you’ll die before you ever know the truth.” But the wolf doesn’t flinch.

Mikel Sterling, the man who divorced me in the hospital, had a bedroom ready for the daughter he'd given up. My assistant buzzed again. "Mrs. Romano? Lucas is here to see you. Says it's urgent." Lucas came in with his phone out, looking like things had just gotten worse. "Bella, you need to see this," he said, handing me his phone. It was a local news site with a headline that made me freeze: "TECH MOGUL'S SECRET DAUGHTER: MIKEL STERLING'S FIVE-YEAR SEARCH FOR MISSING CHILD."