The Daughters Of Yalta Mga Nobela at Kwento

He tried to approach my carriage. Fytar drew two long blades, spinning them in his hands. "Fytar, what do you mean by this?!" "When Bydona came of age and descended to the mortal realm for her trial, she was almost betrothed to me. If it wasn't for your interference, we would've had three kids by now. Now, things have simply returned to the way they should be. If you're planning to steal her away again, I wouldn't mind if the Celestial Skies appoint a new God of War."

Luna Layla immediately introduced her to Darian. “Darian, this is Erza. She is the daughter of Alpha Albert. This year she is twenty-three years old, two years younger than you. She is here to travel. If you have some free time, take her on a tour of our Pack so she knows what beautiful places our Pack has." Luna Layla smiled like a flower, but her words were extraordinary. In my heart, there was an unspeakable discomfort. Darian replied coldly, "I've been swamped lately, so I don't have any free time."

Soon enough, shock gives way to excitement as I think about my future son and two daughters the the children of gods, who give birth much faster than humans, and Atia is the daughter of Hades, so in three months I'm going to be a father. I go back to my study and I see Irena waiting there "Irena start preparations for a ball to announce my wife's pregnancy the vassal states will arrive in two weeks plan the ball for the day after they arrive I want the whole Empire to know that I'm going to be a father I can hardly wait also inform my father and mother they should be the first to know let them know that I'm having triplets one will only be a descendant of Zues that will be my son and the ot

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.

“Your daughter?!” Charlie was a little surprised. At this time, Yolden continued, “My daughter is about the same age as you are. She just graduated from Stanford University with a doctorate last year, and she has been working for Goldman Sachs Capital Partners on Wall Street. She just resigned some time ago. I asked her to return to Oskia to further develop her career, but my daughter has some conflicts with me, and she is very rebellious. She refuses to listen to anything I say at all.”

I felt energized a little by my wolf, and we got there in less than 2 hours. I desperately wanted to see my family, but I chose not to go there first. I didn't need anyone to tell me the mockery and scorn I'd face if I visited the pack mansion where they lived. At the pack’s gate, I encountered big and burly men whom I'd never seen before. They seemed oblivious when I mentioned being Alpha Williams' daughter. Didn't they recognize their Alpha anymore? After pleading extensively and assuring them I wasn't a spy, they reluctantly let me in.

It couldn’t be. She blinked, trying to steady herself, but the words didn’t change. They didn’t disappear. They were carved into history—her history. Yvette wasn’t just a name in a scroll. She was her mother, and Lotan—her father. The twin daughters… herself and Damaris.

Late that night, she carried the urn into the storage closet where I had hidden after coming home. The closet was unheated, crowded with broken furniture, and barely wide enough for a child to lie down. For the first time, she understood what it had meant for her daughter to sleep there. Mother sat between the narrow stone walls and held the urn tightly against her chest. “Ivy,” she whispered, “I am the one who deserves your forgiveness least.”

I exclaimed. “That’s so many balloons!” Lila replied, her excitement for the amusement park returning full force. She snuggled into me then, and we kept quiet as the ferris wheel slowly brought us back to Earth. I lay my head gently on top of hers, allowing my mind to drift wherever my thoughts decided to go. And I couldn’t help but think about what the ticket taker had said, about the fact that two humans somehow had a werewolf daughter – and how that daughter looked so much like Alpha Dominic Blackwood.

That was when I had last seen them. My daughters. Anastasia and Cassandra. I hadn’t seen them in years. They lived in Milan, their lives completely separate from the one back home. The last time they’d been under this roof, Katherine was still here, still playing the dutiful almost-daughter-in-law. I doubted she’d even knew who they were as they didn't stay long as they had attended the gala and gone that same day. “Hello mum,” the taller one Anastasia smiled. “We were in the city. We thought we’d stop by.”