Novel & Cerita Poppy's Dad From Trolls

"Look... It's... It's Previous Luna Poppy's father." My breath caught in my throat, and a whirlwind of emotions rose inside me. Poppy had severed her ties with her parents long ago, but learning that her father was one of Amanda's followers sent a visceral chill through me. "No... this can't be..." I murmured, my mind racing. If Amanda had access to the pack grounds, it wasn't just recklessness - it was a coordinated effort. Poppy's mother could be very well behind it.

My dad starts laughing "Even now when you're an Alpha. Even now when you have a whole pack at your feet you still can't be honest with yourself or anyone else can you Roland?" He looks at Troy and I see pity in my dad's eyes and even though Troy turned his pack on me I still feel a pang of sadness for him. "Troy, why did your dad say you were coming after us?" "Stop talking Beta!" Alpha bellows out and in all honestly, he's just making himself look guilty with the way he's behaving. My dad shakes his head and this seems to be the final straw for the Alpha as he lunges forward toward my dad and at the same time, four warriors grip my dad from behind and hold him in place.

He picked up the phone and listened for a moment, then the person on the other end hung up. "Grimshaw!" Father yelled. Grimshaw dashed in. "There's trouble at the office back home," my father said. "Go handle it." Grimshaw nodded. The shift came over him quickly. His frame expanded outward, his grey skin deepening to something closer to stone, dark and rough-textured. The human proportions stretched and widened until the man I knew was entirely gone. In his place stood the troll. He rolled his neck once and then walked out through the door.

That bubble bath must have traumatised the kid now. Getting the eyedrops from the medical supply, Favian gently pried the youngest pup’s eye open and rewarded the child for being such an angel compared to his older batch brothers. Favian didn’t like to admit it, but Oliver sometimes reminded him of Richard when the CEO was younger. They even liked the same flavour of candy which made Favian wonder how Oliver wasn’t his biological son.

I said to them. They stood up and followed me. I go first because I don't want to show my daughter my little jealousy against her dad. So, I adjusted my emotions before dealing with them. "Nanny. The stuffed toys are cute oh, I also love the color and her hair. So very adorable, Poppy." I saw when Davvy pointed out the huggable Queen Poppy in the movie Trolls. "Nanny, buy it for me, please?" I heard Davvy whisper to his nanny.

"My daughter. I don't want you in her life. She's better without you. I won't be those type of parents who use their children as wagers because it's the will of God." Since you are about to die soon, Poppy wants you gone more than I do. "You want that sissy boy as her father. By the way, great taste in guys. You would rather have a boy than a man. Remember our time together." My hands tingled at the side of my holster. My stomach churned as I fought the urge to shoot this bastard. But the cars are about to set off in minutes. I flash a smile. "At least my boy is manly down there. I'd rather have a large, long one in me than a baby carrot."

Beta Pete suggestively reminded him. “Oh, right, yes. The trackers, they did not find anything out in the woods.” Dad spat out, making my blood instantly run cold. I looked at Pops to see her reaction was just the same. He looked between me and Poppy before he continued, “Don’t worry, we do believe that there was something or someone out there, it is just that the trackers could not find any evidence of them. So, I think that you are right Olivia, they are using magic.”

Chapter 7. Dad? Dad’s best friend? No. No… this can’t be happening… her eyes moved from Mitchell then back to Alessio. This can’t be happening. The man who had spread her legs wide and fucked her pussy good was her dad’s best friend? Isadora’s heart pounded in her chest as his eyes dragged across her body, slowly unraveling and accentuating every curve like it was his first glance of her. His expression looked calm and collected, but she didn’t know what was going through his mind.

I said, and my dad laughed. "Do you think I care? All you girls do is cause problems, especially you" My dad said as he pointed at Poppy. "You never should have been born. You are the reason my wife is dead. It should have been you that died and not her," My dad said. I looked at Poppy to see she had a sad look on her face. My dad always blamed her for the death of our mom and I knew that hurt her a lot. "You are nothing but a terrible person. I can't believe you would sell your kids," I said

Poppy was very talented in her practice, and none of the other party’s attacks landed on Poppy at all. In the blink of an eye, Poppy killed several men in black with the dagger in hand. “Poppy, when did you become so powerful?” Mr. Wisteria exclaimed in surprise. His daughter’s current strength was beyond anything he knew about her. “Dad, Mom, don't worry about me. I met a very powerful person, so I’m very strong now. Here, Dad, take this pill. It’s very effective for healing. I made it myself!” Poppy quickly gave her father a pill, and Mr. Wisteria's injury was healed the next second.