Orang Tuamu Tak Merestui Novels & Stories

"Not all of us agree with how your father treats us, or runs this pack. We do however see you, we've watched you grow Alpha Axel, we trust you. The years you spent away were rough for all of us here. Your father is not respected, he is feared by us all, your mother included." "Then we need to change things." I said when she smiled up at me.

Tensions between the father and son seemed to recur, and the table became quiet due to his father’s explicit refusal to take us home. I can’t seem to swallow the food because of the intense tension. “It’s better if Franco and Elliesse go to Dinalayan Falls while my family and I will go home,” he insisted. He lowered the cutlery he was holding and pulled out the glass of water to end the conversation. But his dad doesn’t like his idea. I even laughed at it before gently laying the cutlery on the plate. He was leaning against the table with his arms crossed. “Hija, what can you say?”

North grunted as if he'd found a problem, but he tried to act normal. Denis stepped up as he spoke. "Can't you guys turn that sound down a little?" "Go home," Marra said, annoyed at the man for tolerating so much. "I won't charge you for your lodging." "Really?" "Yes, but go home now. I have to vacate this house, and I'm taking my mom to North's." Denis looked at North, and the man smiled mockingly as if to say, 'You've lost, Mr. Tattooed.'

He can fuck right off if he thinks that is happening. “I don’t want children, papa, and I have no intention of giving up work to stay at home all day. I thought I would lead?” My mother is throwing disgusted looks my way, she will kill me when our guests have left. I look up and see Matteo Suarez and his wife Elena looking at me in shock and then my face ignites when I notice Brad Suarez standing to the side of them, casually leaning against the doorframe with a stupid grin on his face.

Austin was silent for a moment before he said, “Mom disagreed at first. She said I already have my own business and I’m running it well. And this year, I started to help out with the family business. She said that no matter how much I liked cooking, I could just tinker around at home or the hotel and that there was no need for me to become a private chef. “Dad was supportive though. He said that as long as I liked it, I could do whatever I wanted. Mom tried to argue her side with Dad but couldn’t get through to him, and in her anger, she went back to her room and locked herself in it, not allowing Dad to go in.

Lord Jonah followed behind them, breathing heavily. “They’re not listening to me,” he complained. My children shot Graham a judging look before turning to me. “Mommy, we want to come with you. You’re always away from us. We want to come,” Elara protested, jumping and throwing a tantrum. Bodhi stood firm beside her. He did not look ready to give in. I tried to convince them to stay. They kept complaining until the cab arrived. “Don’t break their hearts. They’ll be safe in my mansion,” Graham commented.

I shook my head, confused "I don't know, I just thought about it" He suddenly smiled "Well I like it, am on board with it but their mum" and his smile dropped "They can't be separated from their mum, that will be cruel". I nodded "I know and that's why I decided that their mum can also come stay here". Hunter stood up, staring at me like he couldn't believe what I just said "Really Axel, are you sure about it?". I looked at him weirdly "Yeah I do". "Promise?". "I just gave you my word Hunter, what do you still need a promise for?".

His work jacket still clung to his shoulders, faint traces of dirt marking the sleeves. He looked at the jewelry on the floor, then at his wife, then finally at Karline. “They refused,” he said quietly. Karline blinked. “What?” “The bank,” Matteo explained, his voice heavy. “I went today again. They said our income’s not stable enough, and after last year’s drought... they can’t approve the loan.” Her heart sank, the world suddenly too small, too suffocating. “But… but you said they were considering..” “They were,” Matteo interrupted gently. “But considering is not approving. They said even if they did, the amount wouldn’t be enough for treatment.”

His lips brushed on my temple. "What's infuriating you?" I ask him, snuggling. "I don't wanna send you with them." He said, eyes were fixed on the display. I glanced at him, "Me! Not us?" I asked him doubtedly. I couldn't plan it without him around me. They were my parents. I love them. And Duante! My world revolved around him. "Your father and uncle don't like me." He said. "If my husband isn't welcomed in their home. I don't wanna go with them. Rose would understand me. I'm not going." I announced.

Now, he was officially against his son. “No!” Taggart gritted low. Bruce showed dissatisfaction. He kept his sharp gaze and didn’t want to give Taggart any chance to relieve. “This isn’t about you.” “I said no, Dad. If you still want to keep me in the pack, you’d better listen to me.” “Taggart!” Bruce scolded him. Taggart raised his chin and smirked arrogantly. He wouldn’t take any dispute with Bruce in front of his people. Taggart walked back to the living room and stopped near Tamara.