Novel & Cerita The Old Man Parents Guide

Hunt could not see the doubt. “Good! Tonight is going to be the most enjoyable night,” the old man exclaimed while clapping his hands in the air. His face was shining again since sadness was already erased by the suggestion from his daughter. “Then, how about you take a nap now? You must rest enough for enjoying this evening to the fullest," Greta said while holding Mr. Hunt's shoulder. Without needing to think twice, the old man nodded in agreement. "Right! I can't miss tonight." Before his father changed his mind, Greta had guided him towards the door. She hadn't seen Mr. Hunt so happy in a long time.

The old man saw their battered appearance, and the anger in his heart was slightly reduced. “Did the two of you reincarnate from sleep bugs from your past lives? The sky is falling outside, and you guys can stay asleep?” Spencer and Cole looked at each other. Neither the father nor son wanted to be the first to respond. Spencer whispered to his son, “Stinking brat. Your grandpa’s usually nice to you, can’t you try to persuade him?” Cole retorted, “You’re pushing me into the mud, Old Man. Grandpa’s fuming right now, and this is when he’s most unreasonable. Whoever tries to reason with him is obviously seeking death.”

Leo was the one who pulled his master away from the crazy old man. "If after seeing this you still don't believe you can conduct a DNA test, I'm sure you are capable of doing that, but I want you to know that you are always welcome if one day you decide to make your parents rest in peace." The old man said as one of his men helped him up,he pulled the guard closer and dug his fangs on the pulse point around his neck.

, the old man sob in silent. Adam can’t fine any words to say. His throat dried up and his heart begun to beat fast. Adam was trained for worst battles but he was never trained to surpass deep emotions. He knew, if he will stay too long his knees might be weaken, so with all his might, Adam shut the door and said nothing to his father before he left. “I made him just like me”, the old man uttered hopelessly. ( FLASHBACKS )

Author's POV The boys didn't want to act like they didn't know about his parents so Xandros tried to cover up by saying “Ohh yeah we knew! We just totally forgot" “Take me to my boy" The old man said to the both of them “Sir! I don't think you would want to do that right now because you're old and the journey would be really far and stressful" “I don't bloody care! That boy was my only hope of living, take me to him this minute!" The old man yelled

the old man said as he waved his hand dismissively. “You’re scared, huh?” Reiner asked with narrowed eyes. “Yes. I’m scared out of my chicken-brained mind. Your father’s a monster…” the old man replied without hesitation. “He’ll be in a good mood as long as business is going well…” Reiner muttered. “I guess. Are you…planning to go home?” the man asked. “Maybe…” Reiner whispered.

For some reason, my eyes filled with tears and no matter how I tried, my wolf felt the urge to cry. I quietly cried myself to sleep. Later, the healer returned to change my dressing. She tucked in my blanket gently, then left. I was already awake but I did not move and continued to act as though still asleep. As the healer stepped out, my ears picked up their conversation outside the door. Even though they were whispering, I could still catch their words clearly. "The pup's parents are still not back?" Someone asked. “Yeah,” the healer whispered. “Their other kid threw a tantrum and insisted on going to a restaurant, so they just left this young she-wolf here in the infirmary. I’ve never see

“And I was thinking, maybe you’d like to stay in your late parents’ bedroom? No one’s used it since.” I stared at the old man. Talking to him was far from pleasant, but ignoring him entirely wasn’t an option either. “Oh, really? Funny, I didn’t know I had parents before now,” I said, keeping my tone light. I caught the old guy chuckling. “You really downplay your status, don’t you? Come on in. I’ll show you what your parents looked like, and exactly how they died by my hands. Everything’s in that room.” No emotions. No feelings. Nothing.

I wondered, I should have called to know about their whereabouts hours ago when I still stayed back at home. An old man opened the gate, someone I had never seen before. I drove in and parked in Father's lot, close to his car, I hopped down to meet the eyes of the old man at the gate, washing me. “Did I do something?” I asked, holding my purse firmly. “Where are my parents?” I asked, impatient with myself and the old man at the same time. “Inside,” the man muttered, walking away. “Good day to you.” He said when he reached the door of his quarter.

The Old man smiled, “isn't she, we should be worried about” The young man was confused, “then who?” he asked confused. The old man looked at him and said, "it is people like us” He frowned confused, the old man patted his back “when the time comes, don't expose yourself, until it is safe” The young man was agitated, “but Grandpa, I am a protégé” he protested. The Old man sighed, “we have plenty of proteges here” The young man was stunned, he looked at his grandfather with wide eyes, “are those unborn children…” he barely complete his speech, when the old man waved his hand.