The Daughter Of The Wolf Executor Novels & Stories

A bond had grown between us that even rivalled mine and Katherine's. Bowing my head, I folded my hand over Sonja's. A sigh broke my lips and I lit the cigarette hanging between my lips. They were worried. So was I. But not just for my daughter. What Twila had said struck a cord within me. I had wolves amongst me. Mortal wolves that would one day die. I could lose half of them in the span of a few years whilst the rest of us lived on. Sophie would perish alongside them. If Katharine could gain control of herself. If Levi could help her, maybe I could save my family. Save the women whom I have cherished most of my life.

I came to a stop in the center of the hall, under the full weight of their judgment. No chair had been set for me. That was a message. But I didn’t need a seat. I needed the truth. Rhogar exhaled deeply, folding his hands on the table like the weight of the Realm sat on his back. “Then let’s begin,” he said. “This is about your daughter. Callister.” “She attacked another wolf,” he continued. “Inside sacred lands. During a party. And not just any wolf. Elira the only daughter to Alpha Duncan and heir to the Northern watters. A girl who may never see again.”

the older werewolf bellowed in anger. "I am Eirika Mikain Aedelwulf! Daughter to Alpha Mikain and Dawn Aedelwulf of the Greywolves pack you and your fucking alpha murdered!" Eirika said with all the pride she could muster. The older werewolf blanched and then he gradually contained his anger. "Well then it would be my great pleasure to hand you over to the last living Barther for him to sentence you to death for killing his father and his beloved junior brother, " he said with a malicious grin.

he roars inside all our minds, and at the circle’s edge, the witches cringe and clap their hands protectively over their ears. “I haven’t questioned it. Yet. Will you hear why I’ve come?” He’s scarcely ten yards away when he stops, still facing me. Why has a wolf come on behalf of my daughter? “Darby—. Her mate—Ian, our alpha—,” the picture I’ve created based on Jack and Silas’ accounts flashes into my head. As if plucking the thoughts from me, he sighs resignedly, I know. “You had a bargain. How could you let him die? He fulfilled his end.”

While this gave him extra strength, it also made his fighting style impulsive and a little sloppy. I was brainstorming where to hide Richard so I could help Dad protect Sofia when the hunter who killed my mother came over to join his friends. “ They have an older daughter as well. I managed to kill this traitors werewolf bitch but the kid escaped with her baby brother. The kid even managed to kill Jordan. I suspect she also killed everyone else as Hank was dead on the ground and Jake is missing!,” the hunter yelled at his comrades.

It wasn’t often he managed to catch Mayne off guard—he was unflappable. “Interesting. I wonder, what could possibly have happened to make you forgo claiming such a lucrative investment?” “Oh, trust me, he didn’t get off scot-free. But in regard to your question, did you know the werewolf has a daughter who was an Omega? Her name is Lucia Salvatore.” “No, sir, I did not. I take it she was the ‘unexpected’ development?”

"About six months old. That much I'll give you free, because I like to see what a man does when you hand him his own heart." I couldn't speak. I had to grip the porch rail. A daughter. Somewhere out there in the human world I had a *daughter,* six months old, and I didn't know her name or her face or whether she'd ever cried for a father who wasn't there. When I could make my voice work I said, "The rest. The where. Name your price." And the Witch's face changed then, the pity folding away into something colder and older and purely a merchant's. She rose from her chair, slow, and the wind pressed her braid across her shoulder, and she came to stand close enough that I could see the dust in t

Then I would do that. I would start by wiping the werewolves on earth. Next, I’d ruin the human population. And, there could be balance of the vampire population. “Father,” my daughter called. She wore a very stern expression on her face. There were many secrets I hid from her because I doubted she'd be with me after. I had transformed her wolf into something wicked with the bow of gods. With her disguise of an Alpha's daughter in Luca Marino’s pack, we got information on Aida and her family's where about.

I was able to take a peek at her as I was going in your body and her wolf was howling, not just in pain, but she also knew I was hers. This was just ridiculous. How could I be her mate if the Alpha’s daughter is missing. That made me think. What if? ‘Yes, it is exactly what you’re thinking, human. Zaire and Louve are our mates, mate. She's also the Alpha's lost daughter.’ This was just getting better and better. As I stood there, trying to think on what to do next, I could smell a very delicate aroma. Roses. I walked towards the scent and I saw a white wolf by the river, looking at her reflection.

'Eclipse. I whispered, remembering the brief conversation I got to have with my daughter before my father had ruined everything. She had told me a little about herself, and that included her wolf, whom she had also promised to control. My father had destroyed any trust she might have had in me, and the white-hot rage in her eyes told me she was about to exact her revenge. 'Alain, do something about her.' He yelled at me as the huge she-wolf bunched her hind leg muscles, lowered her tail between her legs and flattened her ears, radiating her hatred as she placed one powerful paw slowly in front of the other, moving toward him with the grace of the apex predator she was.