Protective Dads Novels & Stories

"I don't care if you're my father. I don't care what it costs. You hurt Penelope or Mom and I will end you." "There it is," Dad says, actually smiling. "The real Timothy, the one who understands that power requires ruthlessness, that protecting what's yours means destroying anyone who threatens it." "That's not what this is," I say, though doubt creeps in. Is he right? Am I just like him after all? "Isn't it?" Dad walks toward the door. "You threaten murder to protect your mate. I did the same for my pack. We're more alike than you want to admit."

“They do in order to protect their pack. To protect those they love.” “ENOUGH” shouts dad. My eyes wide by the outburst. “Look… I know your hurting. I’m hurting too. But that doesn’t mean I don’t still love you. Your my son. My one gift given to me by your mother. A gift I’d give my life to protect if it meant keeping you safe.” “Dad…”

“Bold enough to defend what’s mine. Loyal enough to protect him. And strong enough to make sure no one ever threatens him—especially not you.” Eli swallows hard, noticing the subtle movements—the way Damian shifts his weight, the slight tightening of his fingers along Eli’s back. Every motion communicates a single message: I protect you. I own you. No one touches you. Marcus’s gaze sharpens. “You think dominance alone will shield him from my influence? From the consequences of stepping into my world?” Damian steps slightly forward, positioning himself between Marcus and Eli. “Dominance isn’t enough? Perhaps. But combined with loyalty, protection, and determination… it’s unstoppable. And I am

I stared at Dad in disbelief. “Really, Dad! I don't need a bodyguard. I can protect myself.” I objected to his decision. “I'm afraid Alpha Damon might try to abduct you. I know such obsessive people, they can go to any extent to get what they want. I have once lost you, I don't want to loose you again. Please don't deny. We want you safe and sound. We want the best for you.” I could understand what he was feeling. The fear of losing me.

Flint turned his plump cheeks to Odell and asked curiously, "Daddy, do you have a stepmother?" “Yes.” The boy seemed very eager to know more, “Was she a jerk?” Odell grunted. “Hm.” Flint went up to Odell, wrapped his arms around his leg, and vowed, "Daddy, when I grow up, I’ll protect you." Odell fell silent. Liam and Isabel were speechless. Aunt Tonya and Sebastian were stunned by this as well. Many have heard of children vowing to protect their mothers, but this was the first they had ever heard of protecting a father.

"Julian..." He reached over and took my hand, his thumb brushing over my knuckles like it was the most natural thing in the world. "I’m not just the Beta of this pack. I’m your father. And being your father means protecting you…not because it’s my duty, but because I love you." Tears welled in my eyes. "If anyone…and I mean anyone…threatens you, they will have to go through me. Damien or anyone else. You don’t ever have to be afraid, not when I’m here."

she asked. "Of course" Dad replied. We watched as the four of them walked into another room. I looked at Dad and he nodded and grinned at me. "You're going to be a great Alpha" he chuckled. "Hey! I had to try at least. You and I both know that we aren't going to be comfortable unless we can see them" I replied. "I don't think that's just you two. After hearing everything they have had to go through, I just want to protect them from anything and everything." Dolph muttered.

“So let me give you a little advice.” “Please don’t,” I muttered. Dad ignored that too. “Don’t let fifteen minutes of bravery ruin your life forever.” I blinked. “What?” Jessa blinked. “What?” Mom looked like she might throw her coffee at him. Dad clarified, completely calm. “I’m saying—” “No,” I cut in, panicked. “I know what you’re saying. You don’t have to—” Dad did not stop. “Just make sure you have protection.”

We look at each other like brother and sister instead of enemies. “Dad was kicked out of the pack because he killed someone,” Ben says. I can’t believe it. James’ words come back to me and I truly can’t fathom it. If Ben is also saying it, that means it has to be true but… “Dad wouldn’t do that though,” I protest. “He wouldn’t kill anyone.” “He did,” Ben says. “He only did it to protect Mom though. A member of our former pack hurt her in the worst ways imaginable, which made Dad furious when he found out. His strong need to protect and his love for her drove him wild.

Apparently, it is a family trait of theirs. “Bye mom and dad!” “Bye honey, remember to behave and mind-link me if you have any troubles! Do not get into a fight this time!” Dad yelled from the kitchen. It was one time and I won the fight, not my fault a guy couldn’t understand no. Dad is not too worried this time since I promised the boys were going along this time and could “protect us”. Like it need a guy to protect me. I just rolled my eyes and walked out the door with my arm on Holly’s shoulders.