Novel & Cerita Princess Serenity's Father

“I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be staying in this palace.” “But—aren’t we supposed to go home?” Conan asked, confused. “Will we live here?” “This is home,” Lois said gently. “You are royalty.” The children looked at one another with puzzled expressions. “Mother, if we’re royalty… does that mean our strong uncle is our father?” Conall asked. “The one whose power is effortless, like Father's?” Conan added. All six turned to her, waiting. “You are the royal sextuplets of the Great Hale Kingdom. Alpha King Karl is your father,” Lois said, eyes welling again. “I know you have many questions, and I’ll answer them.”

For a moment, they stay locked there as some strange emotion flashes in them before awe and even appreciation take their place. “You!” He rasps, attempting to reach out and grab me, but is stopped by my father grabbing his wrist and squeezing until a hiss of pain escapes him. “Ouch!” “Who the fuck are you, and what makes you think you have the right to touch my daughter?” My father growls. “Rosco,” my mother murmurs, giving him a disapproving look. “What?” My father demands. “This bastard hurt Serenity!” Opening my mouth, I prepare to argue what he said but stop as I realize that I shouldn’t have any reason to do so.

Her eyes darted from Felicity to Pax and back. With a deep crease on her brows, she probed, “You know him? How?” The worry and panic in Serene’s voice were clear. Justin’s jaw clenched upon seeing her reaction. Was the thought of him knowing his children so repulsive she had to overreact this way? Did she really intend for them to grow up not knowing and having him in their lives? “He’s Kenny’s dad,” Felicity confidently said and looked in Justin’s direction. “Kenny? Who’s Kenny?” Serene asked, sounding confused. The creases on her brows deepened for every question she asked. She scanned her daughter’s face, and she found nothing but innocence.

Just like her father's and Serene's. Serene and her father never loved each other. They did what was important for each other and their race. Yeah… her father didn't take any responsibilities and disappeared by leaving the race and the responsibilities to his wife years ago. They searched for him on and on but they couldn't find him. So, they let it go after years of search. They both had respect but not love. That's the reason her mother never had a mating mark on her neck. He never fulfilled the mating rituals with her. After all, she was his second wife.

Master Samson said, “You were too reckless this time. Shouldn’t you have held on for Eva? Do you want her to have no father or fatherly love in the future?” Doesn’t Feel Like You It must have been the fatigue from work because even Serenity felt that her voice was sounding perfunctory as she said, “With such an adorable daughter like Eva, I’m sure I’ll be able to find someone else who would dote on her as if he is her real father, so please don’t worry so much, Grandpa.” Master Samson closed his eyes and frowned, wrinkling his broad forehead. Serenity’s phone had been buzzing throughout her conversation with Master Samson. She muted it the first time it rang so she had been ignoring the call

another said, "let the succession ceremony go on. Give it to Princess Seraphine." I stayed silent. I caught the fleeting glance exchanged between Seraphine and Father, and I understood everything. "Father," I said softly, "Mother was right. You've never had vision. You've spent all these years scheming to crown the daughter of your beloved first love. You were even willing to lie to the entire clan." His face darkened. "Althea, mind your tongue." I raised my hand. In an instant, the divine refinement levels of every Phoenix clansman shimmered into view.

"Elias, what happened to you." I was also startled when I realized I was losing control. The corners of my eyes were bloodshot as I looked at Serena. I don't dare imagine if she was Beta Ethan's daughter. I will never forget his betrayal of my father, even though he was just a pawn. I shook my head, my hands curled tightly. "Nothing, I'm fine." We have a mate connection. I felt Serena's anxiety and pain. I bent down and kissed her forehead. "I'm fine, baby. I just want to know the truth and am just a little curious."

He held my eyes for a few seconds before he looked back at his father. “I’ve been in love with her long before mother died,” he whispered, his voice shaking. “And do you know what she told me when I told her I was in love with a human? She said I could be in love with a witch or a troll, and it wouldn't matter. She said all that mattered was my love.” Leonardo faltered then, his shoulders dropping, and he suddenly looked exhausted. He raised his hand slowly and once again pointed at me without looking away from his son.

Serene began. "The baby you saw in your dreams is..." Serene started, but Hazel interrupted softly, "It's me," a sense of recognition dawning in her eyes. "You're the daughter of Anna and Aztec. Your father was a rogue, not by choice, but because he was exiled by his older brother when your mother picked him over his brother," Serene's gaze shifted between Hazel and Wyatt, her expression conveying the weight of the revelation.