Novel & Cerita Strong Father Strong Daughter

I feel my own tears threatening to spill over as I listen to my father’s words. “Many people have underestimated your mother in our life together. It’s a mistake. She’s one of the strongest women I’ve ever met. And you, Kennedy, are more her daughter than any of your siblings. You have an inner strength that others don’t always see, and they underestimate you because of it. But you are my daughter too, which means there is a fighter inside you. That fight will be what ultimately wins this pack over, Kennedy.”

It's too easy for father and son to get along. "Blood ties are indeed stronger." Rebecca's words discouraged Ralin even more to take his daughter away

Juan Miguel told her. She nods quickly. "I know, dad. I'm a strong woman now because of those people I loved. They're the reason why I chose to be strong. I wouldn't be strong without them in my life. Dad, you're one of those people who made me strong. Thank you so much!" Casey said smiling at him. "How about Niccolo? Did you consider him as one of those people who made you a strong woman now, huh?" Juan Miguel asked his daughter.

Evangeline: But I want to know, just so I can start buying him clothes and toys… We heard a little howl, like a wolf cub howling for the first time, and Biron looked at me in disbelief. Biron: Your little one is already howling… he’s going to be powerful… a very powerful little Alpha… the only time I’ve ever heard that was when your mother was carrying you, Alpha Alexander. Your son is going to be as strong as his father. Whereas his little sister is more timid… she hides behind him, but I saw her clearly today.

“What do you mean?” “I mean if we’re having a boy or a girl.” He looked horrified at the sound of a girl. “Don’t say girl.” I laughed. “Why not?” “Girls are dangerous and girls become women.” “So?” “I don’t know how I feel about having a daughter, a mini you would destroy me.” I laughed. “Boys become soldiers, you’d rather have a war hound than have a free strong daughter?” “Yes. I can train a boy and shape him into the strongest soldier in existence, but a girl would shape me, make me weak.”

“That’s why I’m standing right beside you.” I looked into his eyes, those storm-dark eyes that had once terrified me and now made me feel like I could move mountains. “What if I mess it up?” “Then we fix it. Together.” I drew in a shaky breath. “I don’t feel strong enough.” “You are,” he whispered. “You’re the Moon’s Daughter. You’re the mother of our son. You are my mate, my Alpha Queen, and my heart. There is no one stronger than you.”

“I do not like your manner of addressing the situation, Alpha Elijah. And might I be the one to remind you that it was not my choice to have my daughter removed from my custody - it was yours. And I still find myself questioning what your true intentions are, because I know that it is not customary for children to be removed from their parents - or to be moved to the pack house - after their eighteenth birthday. It is a choice that can be made.” This time, it was my turn to be offended, but I felt like I was doing a much better job at handling it than he was. I, for one, did not show my anger through my body language or my facial expressions. If he was going to try and get a reaction out of

" I sat down on a chair, taking a slow sip from my coffee mug, completely unbothered. George had always been proud of his son being a civil servant. But it was also his Achilles' heel. Sweat broke out across his forehead when he heard my words. "You're my older sister, Anne. Are you really going to just stand there and watch me get bullied like this?" Seeing how insistent I was, George quickly turned to the one person in the family he thought he could still manipulate. "I don't care. I'm listening to my daughter-in-law. That money was saved for her wedding gift. You have to pay me back." Mrs. Hearth turned away, refusing to look at his face.

"My only friend. My darling daughter I will miss you. So very much. If that boy or his family members even try to put sadness into this happy face of yours I will kill them all. You know this right? Haar won't ever let his children suffer." "Obviously not. But dad don't you know that this youngest daughter of yours didn't just inherit your love of eating but also your might. I will make you proud. And if anyone makes me mad then I'll teach them a lesson." "That's my girl." Mury's mom broke the father and daughter up. "You two should stop partnering up like this. As if I'm not alive. I too will kill someone for you darling." This wasn't believed by both father and daughter.

His fingers dug into the armrests until the skin over his knuckles went white. Then my father’s hand came across my face so hard that people nearby gasped. Someone started whispering. Someone else stared like they were watching a show. “Matteo comes from the Ashford family,” my father said, keeping his voice low but making sure each word cut. “Do you honestly think someone like you deserves him? You know he wants your sister, and still you reach for her man. Do you want to destroy this family?” Blood ran from the corner of my mouth, warm and tasting like metal. But I did not touch my face. I did not move back. I just looked him in the eye and smiled.