Oldest Daughter Last Man Standing Novels & Stories

The old man, a man that I had known since infancy reached up and grasped the sleeve of the black hoodie, he had just given me minutes earlier. “Cause that damn Alpha done killed my little girl. Done raped her, and, and, and…well, he done killed her.” The old man stuttered at me, the tears starting to fall freely now. The breath hitched in my throat. His daughter Maria was only a couple years younger than I, and she had yet to find her mate, because unlike my omegas, The James boys refused to allow their omegas to venture out to find them.

If he knows we are here then we had to be in trouble… “Son. Will you ever call me by my name? You were my daughter’s mate for goodness’ sake.” The old man chuckled. ‘We are in trouble, right?’ I mindlink Lachlan. ‘I'm guessing so, though he is old, so likely little threat’ he replies. ‘Monitoring situation though, trying to find out more.’ “Is she okay?” The old man says. “Who is she?” “Nobody” Damien begins. Just as Lachlan says “Your great-granddaughter”

“I have reached my decision. The last Elder will be sent to the dungeon too, but separate him from the four Elders. Please guard him more strictly!” The last Elder gasped and bent his head to the floor. “Alpha, please have mercy!” “Bring him!” I shouted to the guards. Then the guards brought the last Elder to the dungeon too. My father rushed to approach me. ‘Son, are you sure the last Elder is guilty? I think he wanted to support you, but something stopped him,’ my father said through the mind link. ‘Anna concluded the same. I only acted, Father. I wanted to protect the last Elder. If I released him, someone might harm his family.’

How did this feeling for that human girl reach this extent? “You’re out of your damn mind,” Zarek rasped, voice raw with fury. “You know I won’t give her up.” Jude laughed, a hoarse, ugly sound. “Then you’ll have to work for it.” Zarek’s eyes flashed dangerously. “What do you want?” The old man’s smirk deepened. “As you know, I have no son. No heir to keep the Gehman blood tied to my name. If I step down, the title leaves my family forever. I can’t allow that.” His bloodshot eyes gleamed with cunning. “But I have a daughter.”

Another stupid old man spoke. Wiping his voice from my ear with a finger, I cocked my head, giving the men behind me the order. Three of my men stepped towards the last elder who had dared to challenge me. Just when my men were about to lay their hands on the old man, Liam attacked, snapping the necks of my men. In seconds, my men were lifeless on the floor. Told you these bastards were just like their Alpha.

My older sister Mia was sweet and affectionate, while I was the “smart, independent” one who supposedly needed no one. For my high school graduation, my parents promised me a trip to Hawaii. I packed a month early and planned everything. But the night before we left, Mia decided to bring Luke, my childhood sweetheart. There wasn’t room for both of us, so Mom canceled my ticket. “Mia and Luke had a fight a few days ago. They need this trip to work things out.” My brother pushed my packed suitcase toward Mia. “Take hers. It has everything you need.” Luke had once been the only person who never used my independence as a reason to leave me behind. But after he met Mia, he began making excuses fo

"This is Elder Dalisay. She's the last living keeper of the Moon Alpha's original bloodline records." Elder Dalisay looked me up and down the way you'd assess something you'd heard described for years and were finally seeing in person. "You're smaller than I expected," she said. "The last one was already breaking by now."

“By this time tomorrow, your daughter will become the strongest Volana to ever exist and this one will be dead.” “Do whatever you have to save my daughter from her horrible fate,” the man said. I held my breath, waiting for this man to step closer and into the light. Once he did, my entire heart fell deep into my stomach, and I had to stifle a scream as I stared at the face of Alpha Jonathan.

The questions clawed at my chest, making me angrier by the second. No wonder he sent me—his only daughter—to a man’s room near midnight and left me there while he went to sleep. His last born, just 21, for God’s sake. It broke me then. Not anymore. Now I see it: he knew Kalvin wasn’t wired to want me. Yesterday and this morning—two gut-punches in a row. Too bad for a one—and—only daughter, the very last born that should be pampered. * * * * * *

"Young man, do you have any idea what you're talking about?" "Of course I do!" Julian's eyes were red. "We grew up together! I know her!" "Know her?" The old man's smile turned mocking. "Do you know who she is now?" Who she is? "What are you talking about? She's your daughter." The old man was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "Astor," the old man said, his voice dropping to a deadly whisper. "Do you want your entire family shipped back to the East Coast in matching coffins?"