Novel & Cerita Tara Westover Father Burns

“He’ll regret that. Every single day.” My father’s scoff is louder, more pronounced, cutting through my words with a dry, dismissive sound that always grates on my nerves. “It’s not possible, Luca.” His voice is flat, devoid of emotion and I rolled my eyes at him. “Conall set those documents ablaze years ago. Reduced them to ash and smoke right in front of my own eyes, after he tried handing them over to the cops.” He pushes off the doorframe, walking further into the room, his eyes never leaving my face. “I could only get my hands on the ones I sent to Aaron because I invaded the cop’s house and got the few he had.”

I said softly, coaxing. He swallowed hard. His gaze drifted to the fire, its glow flickering across his face. “She was… light. Even when everything else was dark. My father was a hard man. Cold. But Afina—she was warmth. She’d sing to me when I couldn’t sleep. She’d hold me when the world felt too heavy. She…” His voice broke again. He turned his head, his shoulders shaking. “She died putting me to bed one night. Just—never woke again. I was still a boy.” My heart clenched. I reached for him, pressing my forehead to his temple. “Ryker…”

My father barked like a mad dog, "I was on that tour with the board members because your deadbeat son couldn't do his job! Now, what?! This is all over again! He messed up and I have to clean up his shit! Do you know how much money we'll lose if we release his divorce to the public?! Do I need to remind you the importantce of Luna in a pack! Our pack is getting weak because your son has rejected his mate! Why can't you face the truth that your son is nothing but a failure and disappointment?! Fuck! Those rednecks at the Blazebite Prowlers kill the firstborns for a reason!" "What's that supposed to mean, Flare?!" My mother's voice sounded furious. "You know exactly what I mean, Rosalie!" My f

He turns his back at it; he is walking to the gate; I stood there perplexed; unable to move a muscle; Drake saw that my pale face, and he came back, he held my hand, and dragged me out of the burning house; as I walk ahead with Drake; I saw the house getting burnt down to the ground. Dad's files; and photos he had with Drake's dad; gone; everything is burnt inside the fire, Including the letter as well; I really hope, whatever dad told me at his letter, no one else, finds his research; if not, it can cause Drake and his clan to be in danger; and as soon as I get home, I will have to burn dad's research; I can’t take any more chances.. Who knew; Muna was right after all as she did saw a Werew

When I start middle school, Dad quits his job to become my full-time study coach. He devotes every ounce of energy to monitoring my academics and refuses to let a single distraction near me. My best friend in middle school has average grades, so Dad goes straight to his parents for a talk. "My son is going to a top school. Don't let your kid's low IQ rub off on him." I lose my closest friend after that, and the rest of my classmates start keeping their distance too. In high school, the class rep asks me a math question one day, and Dad sees it happen. Without a word, he slaps her across the face. "Already flirting with boys at your age? I'll have the principal expel you! "Just asking a

"You look upset." "Your father happened," I say, closing the door and leaning against it. "He was here, made threats, and mentioned the fire at my house." "Fire?" Timothy goes pale. "What fire?" I tell him everything—the confrontation in the lobby, the destroyed evidence, Mom's defeated voice, his father's veiled threats about my continued presence, and how the legal delays are giving Marcus just enough freedom to terrorize us. By the end, Timothy's eyes are pure amber and his wolf is right at the surface.

“Like a puppy who’s already naked.” “Stop talking. I’m gonna throw up.” “What are you gonna do?” Zia asked, tugging me up to my feet like I was a corpse in gym class. “You can’t go. That’s the Alpha. That’s Lucian’s father. That’s the man who runs this fucking bloodline.” “Maybe he just wants to talk to me about my grades,” I said, even though my voice cracked halfway through the sentence and I knew it was a lie. I was delusional.

he pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice. “You don’t actually have a reason, you only focused all of your hate on me. I tried to get you out, I really did,” Xavier stated eagerly, Derrick’s continuous silence getting to him. “I don’t have a reason?” Derrick muttered, his voice heavy with emotion. “Your father locked us down there,” he revealed to Xavier, his words piercing through the tension. “My father went in to look for you guys, he sustained burns as well. You know who brought him out? Eva’s father, Jared!” Xavier countered angrily, his frustration bubbling to the surface.

“That's impossible. I'm her father.” Daddy was going white, and sweat beaded on his face. Uncle waved him off. “Get out. Don't scare Serena. Neither of us wants to see you.” Daddy looked at me, then hardened. “Don't forget. I'm the Alpha. There's no way I'm letting you have my daughter.” His aura built up again, and Uncle's face went whiter. But Uncle wasn't afraid, and his voice stayed level. “Alpha or not, you don't get to break the law.”

Xavier Galvan's first love, Winter Singleton, happens to return to the country on the same day our daughter, Tina Galvan, is diagnosed with a heart condition. I wait helplessly with my five-year-old Tina at the hospital for her results. Meanwhile, Xavier drives to the airport to pick up Winter and her son, Ian Becker, just so that he can feel like he has a father to pick them up. I sign the surgery consent form alone while sitting by Tina's hospital bed. Meanwhile, Xavier takes Winter shopping at the mall and even picks out a birthday present for his newly-appointed "godson". On the day of Tina's surgery, just before she's wheeled into the theater, she grabs Xavier's sleeve tightly, refus