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I questioned. “My dad told me that the king had heard about someone who had been trying to collect up rogues, and help them return to humanity, and build a better life. The king reached out to him. The king found out he was an older alpha who had retired when his son was old enough to take over. His son got power hungry, and banished his own father.” Lexi responded. “That’s terrible.” I gasped. “What happened to the son?” Norm asked. “He got so power hungry that he started attacking surrounding packs. He challenged the wrong Alpha, and lost. He, and his mate had no children so the pack was absorbed into the pack he had attacked.” Lexi answered.

He could not believe how life was handing him on a silver platter the wretched lout who had caused the ruin of his family and the suicide of his father, after being abandoned by his mother to throw himself into the arms of her lover, the once mighty Jonah Johnson. He could not help the smile of satisfaction on his face, for a long time he had not only longed for this moment, if not glimpsed it, from the moment he had his father in his arms with his brains out, now he had the moment before him, the moment to blame him for each and every one of his sufferings. He clenched his fists at the side of his body as memories of the past filled his mind. His life had not been easy since then, he had no

Their voices were deafening. Yale turned his head to look at Huck and asked, “Where’s Darry?” Huck replied, “The young master should be on the way.” “What a good-for-nothing! Did he go looking for that woman again? Damn it! Why did I give birth to that disappointing thing!” Yale scolded angrily. He knew his son the best! He originally wanted to hand over the triad to his son, but his son was such a disappointment. He was always wandering around doing nothing while indulging in sumptuous entertainment. How could Yale hand the family to that prodigal son?

"My son didn't dare to move again. Then the white-faced scholar dragged my daughter-in-law down from the brick bed. Seeing my daughter-in-law look good, he had a bad idea." "It's my disappointing son's fault. He was so happy to get two gold ingots. He was willing to give his wife to someone else." "My family is so unfortunate. Such a dirty thing has happened. How can I put down my old face? I'm sorry for my ancestors..." The old man burst into tears. He couldn't control himself and cried in front of Zhou Tian. Seeing the old man like this, Zhou Tian was not happy. At such an old age, he had encountered such a bad thing.

“Sophie doesn't talk down at me, she isn't the most patient person but she isn't mean and full of herself. I just want to teach her uncle and his wife a lesson they would never forget.” “If that's what you want to do, then it's fine by me” his father shrugged, leaning fully on the black velvet chair, he watched his son pace their small living room. Almost 25 years ago during the saddest and loneliest time in their life, they had found a little boy abandoned in front of the church, Sarah had held the child and the smile on her face shone brighter than ever, he had been worried because he didn't know if they were both capable of losing another child if the real mother appeared and asked for he

“ we are going to fight against my father and I am in support of it. You might think that I'm a ...” “ Prodigal son huh? ” I smirked. “ Yeah. I've always been the black sheep of our family. It's not my fault. My father hates me. You know why?” I shook my head. “ cause I'm not from the queen. A kinda Royal bastard” he emphasize on the last two words. “ my mother is one of my father's mistresses and I must say, he had never treated her well. I also, even as the last child has never been treated like royalty” he gulped in more wine and all I could do was watch. I was disappointed though, this doesn't look like an important talk. Maybe he just needed someone to talk to, like a gist partner. But

were his exact words and I have only been here for 2 years. I tried pleading but nothing came out of it, I also tried the bank but I shockingly came to the realization that I own nothing valuable for me to drop at the bank for..……… "I just came up with a brilliant idea that doesn't involve anyone losing their virginity but come to think of it you are the only virgin here since you know..... " "Just get to the idea and stop blabbing rubbish" I cut him of. "Okay so you know how my parents are super rich and am like the prodigal son who ran away except I was thrown out by my father…………"

Hazel interrupted him, "You said you sold your own child!" "We were too poor at the time." Caroline couldn't help but argue, "He has five older brothers, and we had to feed them. One of his sisters even starved to death. He would probably have died if he stayed with us. And now you can see that just because we sent him out, he has lived a life of fortune, am I right?" "So, your son needs to thank you for selling him?" Hazel was feeling outraged. Whether their son was Joshua or not, the shamelessness of this family had exceeded her imagination.

He whispered, a tear of fury rolling down his cheek, hugging him closer, embracing his son to return the warmth Zadicus lost. “Father… They stole my cognition, they hurt me, they made me a criminal… They blamed me for your death.” He sobbed, telling his Father everything, how terribly they treated him, how he was exiled for having no faults. He told his Father everything. His misery, his pain.. All of it.

" The notification displayed on the screen was read. He had saved his firstborn son Kabir with that name. He was proud. He was his first in many things, and luckily, he has turned out to be perfect. Whenever he looked at him, he just couldn't help but feel pride. The pride of having a son who was ready to do anything for his family When his wife left, he drowned in his sorrows and forgot that he had kids. After he failed to lure his wife back, even after promising her he would do anything, any kind of job, be it robbery or whatever, to give her the luxury life she yearned for and dreamed of, he turned to being a drunkard.