The Son Becomes The Father Novels & Stories

“Thank you, Father.” “You shouldn't thank just me. You should also thank Alpha Raphael. He helped convince the city elders to let you back.” Father informed, intertwining his fingers. My excitement dwindled a bit. Alpha Raphael…. Smith's father? Great! “What's your relationship with his son like these days?” Father quizzed, putting a firm gaze on me. “We don't have any kinda relationship, Father. Never did. Never will.” “Well, I hate to break it to you, but you'll have to form one at this point. After what his father did, it's only right that his son and you get along. Because they just became our family friends now.”

"Did you do this to my son, Sophie?!" I caught her wrist, and she frowned from the pain as I had used a little too much force. "Mrs. Jameson." I released her hand and took a step back. "Your son contracted a sexually-transmitted disease, which his newlywed wife, Rita Sloane, transmitted to him. Do you need me to give you a copy of his medical report?" Her face turned pale instantly, while Scott's father leaned against the wall, looking as if he had aged ten years. "Scott… Is it true that he…" His voice quivered.

Duncan choked before he replied, “I know you have a father. Everyone has one, but there are some exceptions. Some people have two fathers. Do you want to have two fathers? I’ll be your father, okay?” Sonny shook his head. “Dunc, you’re an uncle to me. My father is my father. How can you become my father?” He continued, “Having one father is enough. I don’t want two fathers. My mom has always taught me not to be greedy. We should let others have it. Dunc, why don’t you become someone else’s father?” Duncan was at a loss for words. Sonny was clever, but unfortunately, he was too young to understand what Duncan meant.

So my father took over, remarried, and produced a son with his second wife. Over the years, my father had done nothing but run the once-powerful pack into the ground after my mother’s death—and now he was not only handing the pack over to Brian, but he and Margaret were also positioning their son to take Alexander’s place as Alpha King. I couldn’t make it make sense, no matter how hard I tried.

The year my daughter was born, I buried my identity as the queen of the Italian Mafia, stepped into the legitimate business world, and gave Emily the safe, ordinary childhood I had never been able to have. Along the way, I took in four boys who had nowhere else to go. I raised Jack, Alex, Daniel, and Ryan as my own sons. I gave them my home, my name, my connections, and eventually enough authority to become the four most powerful men inside Carter Group. Senior executives praised them constantly, calling them the future of the company. Even I thought their growing confidence was a good thing. After all, I had planned to give them far more than Carter Group someday. Then my daughter called me

Now I'm starting to let their words sink in. "You're a Lycan," my mother explains gently, "and your child will be a Lycan too. But... your son will be even rarer than you." "For that reason, you must keep pushing forward. Stay strong. When it's time to fight—and you will know when that moment comes—your body will undergo a transformation. Your son will be gifted with ancient blood magic, solidifying his place as Alpha for generations," my father assures me with unwavering confidence.

“He shot Alex. He shot his own brother. And then he pointed that gun at you. You’re his father, for God’s sake.” “Say no more, Beauty,” Father said with a dark smile. I could read him perfectly, and I knew exactly what he was thinking. “That monster is no longer my son. It’s time to get rid of him. I’m sure his mother is lonely in her grave.” “You mean...” Mother raised her eyebrows, barely hiding her excitement. “It’s time for him to join his mother six feet under.” “But he is your son,” Mother said, though her tone suggested she didn’t really care.

"So let him know Adrian when he's born, hmm?" "Is that so? So Daddy Adrian can't stroke Mommy's belly?" "That's right." Farel nodded in understanding. He stepped back and prepared to leave the house. In the next two days, he would be invited to stay at the hotel by his biological papa. It was a routine Adrian did to strengthen the father-son relationship between them. As soon as the car carrying Farel and Adrian disappeared from the yard, Lily felt a powerful kick from inside. It stopped the beautiful woman from taking another step.

Mother’s ass lands on the ground and she pulls me into a hug, soothing and shushing me until I’m calm enough. “Listen here, Matteo,” mother grips my chin, “you’re done being my son. You’re done crying. You’re done being a husband, you’re now the Don and since your father is no more, you’re now The Godfather of the Italian mafia by succession. Do you understand what I’m saying?” Mother seethes and I nod twice. She shudders.

Father looked at the mother saying, "I am so proud of you. You did it. But we have to teach him everything." She smilingly nodded and said, "And we will." He nodded in agreement. As they took him to bed and sat along with him and started their love-shower on him. They were really happy today, not because they only saved the whole universe but also get their son. Whom they wanted to protect at any cost, they couldn't afford to lose anyone anymore now. This time, they'll save their son from any danger, even if it means to go against destiny. But can they do it? Can they change his destiny? Change they change a blackhole's destiny by changing him into a boy? Maybe, or maybe not...?