The Book Woman's Daughter 소설 & 이야기

He looks completely broken. "What did he say?" I ask. "He wanted to know your name," the woman says, turning her cold gaze back to me. "He knows you are not his wife. I told him you are just a visitor living in her meat." I blink. "You told him the truth?" "Why wouldn't I?" "The books say you are ruthless," I say, my voice dropping to a whisper. "The stories say you are a liar who tricked him." The woman takes a sharp step backward. Her face goes pale. "What else do your books say about me?"

"No. I'm comfortable living in a human city. I don't want to be a hunter anymore because I also have a hard time living side by side with humans. Besides, I don't know you either." "It's up to you. But the black book was written by your biological father. Since you were a baby, you haven't been there because the leader of the Black Moon Pack has destroyed them. So whatever happens, you also have to be the leader there." As if forcing, this woman seemed to me to stay there and obey her wishes. "No. I have to go back. My children must be looking for me." The woman actually grabbed my hand again. I hope you think again about what I just said! Because I say this not just as a lie, but it's real.

And before I can open my mouth to ask for a better understanding, the door I thought is locked is pushed open, and a young woman I have never met in my life enters. What. The. Hell?

“You’re stressing about something like this, madam. Let me take care of it, eh?” With annoyance, there is an urge inside of my heart to show him that I am not a damsel in distress. Well, technically, he didn’t say that but all my life, I’ve never had a man to solve my problems. It’s always been me. Always be up to me if how the hell I am going to respond on it. “ You sure about that?” I asked as I ignited the cigarette and copy what he did earlier. The president’s daughter, dressed in her pink office suit is smoking under the roof of the presidential mansion.

I still crossed their borders and then killed another alpha in front of them. “Ah yes, Alpha Damion. The eldest son to the first Alpha's daughter born in decaids. That must make you the second Alpha's daughter to be born as of late and to the same pack, no less. Though Alpha Damion has tried to dissuade many, his efforts are in vain. The truth is out. Your ability to take on an alpha at such a time makes more sense." Turning, the woman started for the door to my room, not bothering to wait for any kind of response from me.

The fire recognized her, folding around her like kin, like it had been waiting centuries for this moment of contact. The woman cupped Adelaide’s cheek. Her touch was pure fire—and pure comfort. The woman smiled—a soft, aching smile that made something deep in Adelaide twist painfully. “Daughter of Fire,” the woman whispered without moving her lips. “Wake.” Adelaide reached toward her. The fire parted and the dream shattered.

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

Bastien looks at me over the top of her head with the open expression, the one that has no wall in it, the one that costs him nothing to show anymore because he has stopped keeping an inventory of what showing it costs. He is smiling. Not almost smiling. Smiling. The real one. I hold my daughter's gaze. Eight months old and she already knows what she is. She is a wolf who was wanted before she existed. She is a record that changed pack law. She is the daughter of a woman who survived and a man who learned to choose and an aunt who stood in her mother's garden in the morning and a great-grandmother who believed and a building that held. She is all of that.

"Everyone, come take a look! This is the woman who incited her daughter to harm herself for money! She lost her job and her daughter was expelled, yet she's still hanging around! No wonder her man left her. A woman like her brings nothing but bad luck!" She grew more animated, now stepping forward to point at my daughter. "And this little liar! Raised without a father, she's already lying and cheating at such a young age! She's only gonna get worse when she grows up! I think she should be sent to juvenile prison!" "Shut your mouth!" My blood boiled, and I yelled. "I'll say what I want!" She put her hands on her hips. "If you don't want people to talk about it, don't do it, crazy woman! And t