Novel & Cerita The Daughter Of The Wolf Executor

I stated and he smiled. Immediately she got inside the room and my eyes met in contact with her, something unexpected happened. My other half, the animal side of me, the wolf inside of me howled those four letter words that changed the life of every Werewolf, "Mate!!" I refused to believe what I was feeling. My Wolf got to be kidding me. Is my mate really Alpha Damon's daughter? The proud and arrogant girl whose news won't stop spreading around all Packs. Was my Wolf playing games with me?

the white wolf said. Hrolf stared at the white wolf with his lips agape and he was in shock. He had been searching all over his allies' pack for the red wolf and never expected that it would fall into his arms just like this. He frowned when he recalled that she was the daughter of the man who killed her father. "What am I to do now?" He questioned. The white wolf's gaze pierced through his eyes and he stiffened because he felt it. "Do not let her go at all cost," she whispered before falling slack on the ground. "The white Wolf," he screamed in shock when her body hit the ground.

I feel the mic being pulled from my hand but I’m so frozen in fear that I can’t seem to turn to see who took it from me. “This is Alpha Rusty of the Winter Pack, was my daughter's wolf a pure white wolf or were there patches of other colours?” I have no idea why her wolf colour is so important, but I’m in such a state of shock that I don’t have it in me to face Rusty, let alone take the mic back. “Erm, alright, erm, she was pure white and the scent in the kitchen makes me think the pup has winter wolf in him too.” Those words from my father pull me out of my state of shock. I grab the mic off Rusty and press the little button.

She was a prisoner whose only duty was to pay with her blood. She was nothing compared to all the fine men I lost in her father’s territory, yet Alpha Holmes decided to slap my face with a wolfless trash. He may scorn this child of his for being wolfless, but she still carried his blood, after all. Making sure he was kept up to date with the fate of his daughter would be my first step in torturing that evil beast. He didn’t really think I was stupid enough to make his wolfless trash Luna of the Iron fang Pack, did he?

The shut-in father who left me to die countless times without having a change of thought. "I'll never accept such an offer. I'll bring home Ryu's head, and the title of Alpha will be mine!" I said, sobbing. The figure gradually changed from the female wolf coming into light. Stunned, I staggered back, and she waved her paw at me. "What are you?" I questioned. "You're quite intelligent for the daughter of the cruelest and most deadly Alpha in the werewolf world." Her feminine voice cleared the room, giving me back the comfort that had been eliminated by my father.

Jaxson told the man, as the two other wolves remained in their wolf form, as if standing guard. “That sounds good.” The man said, but his eyes once again wondered trying to catch a glimpse of me and then he adds, “White wolves are very rare. This by chance wouldn’t happen to be the Alpha’s daughter?” Jaxson’s eyes remained on the man in front of him, as he plain out lies to him by saying, “No, this is Tonya. She is half witch and half wolf. Her color is amazing, isn’t it?” Which makes me believe that he doesn’t believe that these wolves are from my father’s pack.

The End * A/N: Hey guys, thank you for reading the bonus chapter! Before you leave, I wanted to share a sneak peek of my next book of this series: The Unwanted Bride. It is about their daughter Serena Wolf! If you like this story, be sure to check that one out as well. Here are the blurb and Prologue. Thank you for reading! Xoxox Blurb: Noah Smith is trapped! Trapped by the she-devil who happens to be the daughter of THE Alexander Wolf, a notorious Mafia Boss.

Dalila had been stunningly beautiful, almost extravagant, which is why I had chosen her to bear my second child. The she-wolf had died cursing me, and now, I had her daughter with Devon, the male she had tried to return to so many times. I took a deep breath. What were the chances that I now had Devon’s daughter in my hands? And she was a tracker, like her father. But I knew I had ordered her killed—I wanted Dalila to suffer and stop trying to return to them, to surrender. Yet, she was alive. I would have to punish the wolf I had delegated that task to years ago. But he had disappeared from the pack a few years after the mission. Now I knew why. He must have feared that I would find out he h

As my eyes skimmed the page, I caught her from the corner of my eye, rising from her seat, bottle in hand, pouring more wine before stepping forward, her movements slow, deliberate. “And I asked around this morning,” she went on, stopping in the middle of the room. Her fingers slid through her hair, brushing strands aside as she added, “Turns out that girl is the daughter of your father’s beta, the one who died in the war against the rogues.” She tilted her head with a smirk. “But more importantly, I heard she’s wolfless. Which means there’s no way she could be your mate, right? So why keep the wolfless girl? Why not hand her over to me, since it’s obvious you’ve already had your fun?”

“I got your letter, but I find it hard to understand what you mean. ”I frowned, glancing at Athena. “I mean exactly what the letter said, Alpha. I am interested in forming an alliance with you.”My father stared at him as though he had grown two horns. “But, my daughter—” “Your daughter was born with her wolf.” Alpa Derrick stated gruffly. “Something that has never happened in the history of our werewolves. And you know what is even more interesting? She has a white wolf! ”I did not fail to notice that my father was frozen to his seat. His hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and his face reddened with anger.