The Delta's Daughter Novels & Stories

Ayla was blonde, a blonde so light it looked like silver in the sun. But they talked about a woman as well, but I don’t remember ever meeting Alex and Asher's mother. And to ask about her was out of the question. I made a mental note to talk with my parents when we got home. Could Ayla be related to Alpha Adam? Is she a daughter from the Blue Moon Pack? But why would a man like Adam send his daughter away? What could have been so wrong for him to have to? Or is all this just my imagination?

She moves further into the room, snatching the flowers from me, "Why do I have a feeling my daughter is the flower thief?" "Romeo is finally coming back from his stupid business trip tomorrow." I defend, following behind her when she begins to move to the dresser, "I needed to make something special to welcome him. You don't expect me to go all the way to that expensive florist when I have a beautiful garden just behind my window, right?" The corner of her lips twitches into a lazy smile as she opens up one of the miscellaneous perfume bottles on the table, spraying one of them into the flower bunch.

says General Oris " I heard that you recently took in the daughter of Nyx. Maybe she could even the playing field because even you can't take on the son of Zeus, two children of Poseidon, and another daughter of Hades all by yourself," says Eses "No, she's only 10 years old; she should be protected, not thrust onto a battlefield," I say

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,

It wasn’t going to come easily and I still felt that resentment, but I couldn’t fight the protective feeling I felt for her either. She chuckled, dropping her head to the floor. “Of course you won’t.” “Valene?” Ares approached with an almost bewildered gaze. “Hey.” “Is everything okay? Delta's daughter…what happened?” “She did,” I replied, nudging my head in Harlyn’s direction. Ares appeared intrigued by this. “The bad little sister takes one for the team, I see. Impressive-” “Ares, no, it’s not,” I cut him off. “This is bad.”

Elder Anthony chipped in. “I am pretty sure the Alpha would find someone else to be the Luna if she doesn’t return. I mean, there are tons of other girls in our Pack who are way more beautiful than the Omega, and the best part is that they come from decent homes. I mean, take a look at Malia, the Beta’s daughter. If anyone should be the Luna of the Crescent Pack, it should be her,” the Delta said.

“Yes, my office. You sent me out from my office! No consent, nothing. You just ordered the cleaning team to move me? From my space?” At this point, I was so close to bursting into laughter. But I didn't. Not yet. “Julian…” I called. “I think it's high time we both go down memory lane,” I said, stepping closer to the table. “I am Diane Demora. Daughter of Alpha Eliab Demora. Bloodline of the Alphas. Owner of Delta Pack. My father had one child. Me. A female child who got married to a man named Julian Callistus, a son of the West.”

for the first time since she'd interrupted them, she looked at Wilkes then Trisha with scorn and irritation engraved in her pupils, “...this insignificant commoners.” She paused so that her word could sink into the the three pairs of ear, “I am the delta's daughter. If you need any help from someone highly placed—which I know you will very soon. I sniff serious trouble coming your way for mingling with this... peasants. But not to worry, I'll be here to help you out of that mess. Not them.” Her high heels ticked and clicked as she walked away from the three teenagers. So far, she seemed most likely to be the person that had written the letter to Harold, but th

Used it as a free pass to be rude and act like she was above us all. "Jasmine Sharon Byrne, daughter of Delta Jason Byrne and Carmen Byrne" again the pack silently clapped as the warrior cane to fetch the beautiful girl who wore the same confidence Theresa wore. "Lydia Carmen Smith, daughter of Warrior Daniel Smith and Wesley Smith." She stood up slowly looking around nervously, and her fathers gave her an approving nod, and she silently followed the warrior to the back door.

She whips her hair backward, her make-up is extravagant today, a deep smoky shade of red lipstick is planted on her lips, “The Alpha’s daughter is such a nice lady, trust me you will love her.” I actually don’t think I will love her. We walk together towards the private dining room. Diva purses her lips together as we walk. “You know, life doesn’t always give us what we want, for instance. I wish I was born in a free family, where my every movement isn’t tracked and recorded, but I am the Gamma’s daughter, and any slight mishap could mess up my father’s position,”