My Daddy Hide His Powers Novels & Stories

Hence why Dad has always been so secretive, because he doesn’t want the attention on us. Well, that is, until I hit eighteen and the court saw my power. There’s nothing in my personality that they like, but it’s that power that Dad does not want gone from his grasp. I’ve kept some extents of my abilities a secret to even Dad. He only knows of my weather control and my ice abilities.

He asked me. “Not that I know of,” I said truthfully. “I have a feeling that you do,” He said as he stared at me, “Maybe it’s just like your mother’s power. I don’t know how something that strong was suppressed. Maybe your power and Anya’s power is like that as well. Hidden for now.” I look at my father and he looks back at me. His blue eyes were twinkling this time. “Did you believe what Anya said?” I asked him.

It makes sense that they’d be mad at me, I ruined their party. “There’s time to talk about this, first we need to know about your powers.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Dad. I didn’t ask for any powers. I don’t understand this.” As my Dad and I goes back and forth; someone comes into the room looking worried.

It’s relentless—my heart won’t stop pounding, my skin feels too tight, and my breath keeps catching like I’m running a race I never signed up for. I’m standing at the top of the hill, overlooking the battle. Normally, Dad would be out there—camouflaged in the thick of it, protecting our pack. He has one of the coolest powers I’ve ever seen. Despite all his tattoos and history—relics of his life with Aunt Chloe and Aunt Keisha before he met Mom—he can disappear. Like fully disappear. You could walk right by him, sniff the air, stare him dead in the face… and still not see him. The only person who could see him was Gregory. He could copy powers. That made their dynamic insane in battle.

"You must be with your husband right now, don't you? Remember to increase the volume so he can hear it too." Both of them glanced at each other. Alpha Darren felt that he was not hiding any secrets while Diana felt that there were no more secrets that she should know. "You must be wondering who your father is all this time, right? I'm talking about your biological father. Guess who he is? I'll give you a clue, which is why you and your brother have such extraordinary abilities. Of course your father isn't just some random person. So let's guess". "Don't talk nonsense! I already know my real father, he's just a loser. We saw him every day when I was a kid."

I asked, just to have him repeat his words. "Yes, you are a very powerful mystical being whom every powerful high-ranking supernatural being can identify immediately after they look at you. My father knew too when we saw you," he answered. I was absolutely astonished and struggled to respond. "He is not lying," Jade said as I furiously stood up. "Why! Why did you hide this from me?" I screamed angrily, startling Sky and Clyde.

He had picked me up and held me in his arms as he ran home, locked us in the room, and warned me never to tell anyone about what I could do if I didn’t want the alpha to kill both of us. Ever since that time, I had never dared to explore my powers except in private, but it was never really exploring since I never used it on anyone. I just stared at my glowing eyes in the mirror from the comfort of my room while wondering what else I could do and to what extent I could get people to do what I wanted, but I would never have my answer because that part of me was meant to be forever hidden. My dad was waiting at the front door and pacing when I got home. I checked the time, and it was just past

As if reading my mind, he continued, "This isn't our first encounter, Lady Abigail. When you were young, your father and I had met countless times." A jolt of energy rushed within me, something anxious. Someone who knew my father. This man was an acquaintance of his. "My father, could you tell me where he is? Is he alive?" "He is alive and well, Lady Abigail. We must talk about your powers. You must have felt it, it's dangerous and it's growing within you. Your father hid it from you, your other half; what can you

A wooden drag, slow like heavy-moving something just out of sight above our heads. I flinched, clutching at Jamal's shirt. He raised it higher, his shoulders squared "If he comes down, he won't be leaving on his feet. That i promise." In the corner of my vision, i saw my father laughing with a harsh, rippling sound "You two are both idiots if you think you can defeat him. He does not lose and never has." "Shut up" Jamal spat without looking at him. But my dad's words seeped into my head anyway...what if he was right and what if we were trying to fight something that just couldn't be fought?

Afterward, as we lay tangled and sweaty, he held me close. “This is just the beginning, princess,” he whispered against my hair. “I’m going to take care of you. Heal every hurt Jake left behind. And I’m going to keep making you come until you can’t remember any man but me.” I should have been terrified of how quickly this was escalating. Instead, I curled closer to his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and whispered back the words that sealed our dangeroussecret: “I don’t want to remember anyone else, Daddy.” The forbidden line had been crossed completely.