Snow White Daughter 소설 & 이야기

“Who are you? I don’t recognize you.” “None of your business,” I snapped, reaching for Sarah. Only when she was safely tucked under my arm did my wolf relax. “Figures you would hook up with some penniless drifter,” Scarlet laughed, like our union was absolutely hilarious. “Who else would want soiled goods?” My hand whipped out, and before she could suck in her last cackle, I had her slender neck in my grip. Her eyes widened. “What do you think you are doing?” She whisper-yelled. “Do you know who I am? I’m the beta’s daughter! I’m the future luna! My father will have your head!”

" You are hurting her, You Bitch!!! Let my daughter do!" " AHH!!! Who is your daughter? Fucking C*nt. Look at her. She has blue eyes exactly like me and my beloved Willow. She has black hair, her voice is beautiful as mine. Unlike you, if My daughter, My William and I stand together, anyone will say I am the mother and perfect wife. You are nobody. She is mine. My daughter!" She smirks, clenching Natalie's arm who is closing her eyes slowly.

As I cross the threshold, nothing happens—no wave of terror, no all-consuming darkness, just the warm glow of the house's interior. I let out a sigh of relief and turn to Chloe. "Thank you for letting me in," I say with genuine gratitude. ~~~ SCARLETT EYES VIVALDI, A mischievous twinkle in her eyes, still under the impression he's just a harmless kid. "So," she begins, curiosity brimming in her voice, "where were you when Snow White was trapped inside the mansion?" Vivaldi pauses, cocking his head as if deep in thought. "Well," he drawls, "I was... you know, trying to cool off the steam in my head."

They were so blue. She will be a beautiful young woman, strong and fierce. I can only hope the people we found to hide her for us will teach her all she should know. I hated handing her over, but it was the best thing we could do. We could fake her death. It would be expected with how small she has always been. Pups her size are known not to make it. But it had to be done before the alpha of The Demon Shadows, the most powerful pack there is, arrives. Alpha Cain found out somehow that we had a daughter and wished to see her. I knew his true intentions, though. He would use his power and strength to take her from us and keep her under his watchful eye until she was of age. Then she would have

The pup who happens to be my daughter’s mate, unfortunately, spoke as he held up his fingers. “Spit it,” I growled and felt the fur on my arms rise when Mera placed her soft hand on my arm and squeezed it. Mera turned to Hunter. “Go on,” she smiled, making my wolf growl. My mate shot me a pointed look and I hung my head. I hear Hunter steady his breath before he exhales loudly. “Your daughter is the white dragon from the prophecy,” he said and I looked up at him so fast, ready to burst into laughter.

"She is her daughter." Hayden froze, the faint glow of the smoke casting shadows across his face as the weight of Beck's words crushed into his chest. "S-Say again?" "The daughter of the greatest white dragon is going through the mission for this cycle, Hayden." He took a shallow breath and gulped the growing lump down his throat. "W-What? No... It's impossible! She's just a mere white dragon. Perhaps slightly more powerful than the others, but that's it! Nothing more..."

She couldn't let him do this! "Father! Please, stop! This isn't right!" "Resisting is useless. Now, open for me!" "But... but we are father and daughter!" Snow White sobbed, her body wracked with a primal terror. King William only laughed coldly. "Father and daughter? You were already in your mother's womb when I married her. You’re just a bastard child she brought with her. I can take you as I please!" His eyes held no love, only a terrifying, hollow lust.

"This place suppresses the Alpha lineage." "Not all lineages," Nyx said softly. My daughter stepped past Killian, walking into the ash-grey snow. She didn't look suppressed. She looked like she had just woken up from a long nap. Her violet eyes were wide and vibrant, and the shadows around her didn't just move—they danced, whispering ancient welcomes. "This is where the shadows are born, Mommy," Nyx smiled, pointing toward a massive, looming canyon in the distance that seemed to swallow all light.

He opened his eyes slowly to see me. He stared at me with a furrowed brow, he groaned in pain. He was going through pain. "I apologize for coming here unannounced," I said and he sighed. "I'm Nova Frost, the daughter of Denzel Frost the Alpha of the Snowcap pack who died seven years ago," His eyes widened in shock when I said that. I understand that he was surprised to see Denzel's daughter in his palace. Not just his palace but his room. "Denzel's daughter?" He muttered and I nodded. "How did you get here?" He managed to ask.

Even Gray said the resemblance was shocking. My hand tightened around the rose Sloane had given me earlier. Could it be…? No. Impossible. Yet the thought wouldn’t leave. Ayda’s daughter would be my age, Sloane had said. Ayda’s daughter would look like Ayda. Ayda’s daughter was taken by Frank… My pulse hammered. Blue…? My wolf whimpered, the sound low and aching. Aurora… I don’t know. But something is wrong. Something in your blood… it remembers.