Tara Westover Father Burns Novels & Stories

“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

Xavier said, as his words came out in a low, broken rush, like a dam bursting inside his chest. He dropped to his knees right next to my mattress, his hands gripping the metal rail of the bed until his knuckles turned white. "I signed them, Nichole, but I swear to God, I did not know there was a man inside that building." "But you knew it was arson," I said, as a cold tear spilled over my cheek as the horrifying truth hit my chest. "You knew your father was burning the south district docks." "My father told me it was an insurance claim on an empty storage unit," Xavier said, his voice shaking with a profound, heavy remorse.

His head was still low. "Instead of coming here uninvited and walking in on me while I was interrogating a member of the royal pack. You should have called and let me know what was going on," My dad said "I know, and I am sorry for overstepping," West said, and my dad sighed "I don't have time for this. My son and I need to finish interrogating the she-wolf that we believe tried to have the future Luna queen killed. I am not letting this go," My dad said, and he turned to walk away, but West spoke

I’d tasted it every day since she left. He fell to his knees, swearing, crying, then went quiet — his shoulders shaking under the weight of his own rage. The guard left. The door closed. The fire kept burning. I looked at the flames again, feeling his blood on my knuckles. My father was dying. Leyla was gone. Alex was breaking apart in front of me. And me — I was still breathing, still drinking, still pretending the burn in my throat was enough to keep the ghosts away. I stared at the whisky, then at the fire.

I've always known him to hate me so much. Tara's POV Blood kept gushing out of my hand, and I wailed in pain. My father was just trying his best to make sure that they wouldn't follow us. He got to a deserted place, and parked the car. He opened the back door of the car where I was sitting. The car was already stained by the blood gushing out of my arm. "How are you feeling, Tara? We can't take you to the hospital right now because they'll be looking for us everywhere" Father hugged me tightly.

But we shared the same father and now we shared the same loss. "He suffered," Aston said as he led me inside. "Whoever killed him made sure of that." "Who was it?" "A wolf named Adnar Blackwood. He runs territory in the western region. Father encroached on his land and Blackwood retaliated." We sat in father's study and Aston told me everything. "He made an example," Aston said. His voice was cold and controlled. "He wanted everyone to know what happens when you cross him." I looked around the study. Father's books still lined the shelves. His desk was covered with papers he would never finish reading. His chair sat empty and would stay empty forever.

Though my heart had long grown numb, the sight stirred a bitter ache within me. His mother, Camille Grimes, noticing my expression, rushed up to smooth things over. "You know how kind-hearted Zane is. He can't bear to see a child suffer." His father, Bruno Grimes, nodded anxiously. "Yeah, Brittany, don't take it to heart." My brother, Roland Sanford, scoffed, "Kind-hearted? Then why hasn't he adopted every orphan in the city?" Turning to me, he added sharply, "If you hadn't insisted on marrying this nobody, would he even have set foot in our house? He's fathered a love child. Make him leave with nothing and grovel for forgiveness."

The crease on his forehead had increased, his jaw tight. “You didn’t want me to know that Lewis West is your father?” he asked. I raised an eye brow.” How did you know …” “He told me himself.” “He is the one who pulled you out of the burning building. Now, he is fighting for his life. why the hell didn’t you tell me that he was your father?” he continued asking. “I didn’t know how you’ll react to the news. “I said calmly “Besides, I hate him for abandoning me and I wasn’t even sure if I was ever going to forgive him.” I explained.

He shook his head in utter sadness. “And the mistake they made was to kill his father and daughter, she was just seven years old, why would they do that to a child?” His voice shook and I felt chilled to my bones. I couldn't fathom why my dad and the Alpha planned such a brutal act. “His father fought against Alpha Taylor and killed Alpha tailor, but he couldn't heal from his injuries, mostly because he was already sick, and one strike from Taylor was what killed Sofia, West's daughter.” He said as he stood up.