Was Jacob's Dad A Werewolf Novels & Stories

After intently listening to my ordeal while sipping tea and smoking the pipe, the elders conferred with each other in their language. Finally, Father Thomas looked at me with kind eyes and spoke. “You have the mark of the wolf on you. We could see it the moment you stepped in. Tell me, child, do you know whether one of your parents is a werewolf?” “My dad, he disappeared when I was a kid. My mom’s pretty ordinary. I’ve never seen her do anything that might indicate that she was a wolf. Other than that, I don’t know,” I said, being as sincere as I could.

Hell yes, I can and I will. “Yeah Dad, let's go can’t be much more shocking than I’m a freaking werewolf.” Dad, Mom and Jordon all look at each other in a very scary way. “Ok honey, so we are all werewolves. Your Mom and I were both born from very strong parents that were Alphas and Lunas.” I look at him, a bit confused.

I tried to wrap my head around what the man was talking about but…nothing rang a bell in my head. "Didn't your deadbeat father ever mention to you that he had an affair with a werewolf and gave birth to a bastard son?Or should I say a forbidden creature because that is what your kind call us?"He asked and the corner of his lips curved into a bitter smile. I looked him carefully.Even though I didn't want to believe that my father had an affair with a werewolf.I couldn't deny the resemblance between he looked more like father and I was speechless.Why? Why didn't anyone ever mentioned to me that my dad had a forbidden son?

"And I don't want you to tell dad about the werewolf thing, you get that?" "W-what truth?" he manages to avoid her gaze but she grabs his face back to her. "Jake, I know I'm not human, that werewolf took me, just brought me back to where I belong. I came here because I was looking for the hunters camp only to find out that dad was here, alive and kicking, how did this happen?" he asked him with that serious face that means, no more jokes and lies anymore. Jacob holds her hand and took a deep breath.

My name is Jake. I am the only son of my father Alaric who was an Alpha and my mother Edith, a human. My mother was a vet when she met my father in his wolf form. The hunters had attacked and brought him to her so she could heal him, and they would them take him and use him as bait to lure other wolves out. They knew he was the alpha of his pack and when he lets out a howl, they would all come together.

"I'm sorry if it does." Was I angry? I guessed that was a common thing for male werewolves. Jake was doing the same thing. In fact, he was looking into my mom too, trying to find my birth dad. Jesus, I’d forgotten all about the search for the dad. “No, I’m not angry,” I replied. “So did he eventually divorce your step mom to marry this other girl who looked like your mom?” “He didn't dare. She was human. 100%. Our kind are... prejudiced,” he replied. "A human Luna was unthinkable."

Even if he doesn't know every member of his pack and what they are up to, he would never forget Elena and most especially her daughter. Some relationship were uncommon and so is his with Elena Finlay. Elena's father, Jacob was his father's best friend, an unbelievable form of friendship in the world of werewolves. As it wasn't a close friendship between an Alpha and his Beta but between an Alpha and a member of his clan even though rich.

Dad said, smiling widely. “And I accept,” Professor Callahan shook hands with Dad. Dad then invited me to his favorite restaurant. He have a meeting and wanted me to meet him. I decided to skip classes and go with him. We were heading to the parking log when Dad saw Nixon. He stopped and side eyed him while the latter avoided his eyes. “Dad, I think you know Nixon was a werewolf. His father was a member of the council of the Golden Claw,” I asked while in the car.

He was doing his best to find Faye, but his luckless life could never leave him. Together with the screech is a grain of tears falling at the edge of his eyes. He couldn't decide whether it was because of the splinter or his thoughts about being a useless father to her daughter. He was sure, for now, Faye is expecting him to come. Jacob was the Alpha of the Sombermane Band Pack— the top werewolf fighter among their races. He could protect every member of his pack, but not his daughter? What a shame, he thought. He shouldn't be acquiring this title 'cause it doesn't matter whether he managed to protect everyone else. He still failed to do it with Faye.

Craig's jaw clenched and his fork stabbed into the crisp greens and vibrant vegetables, diverting his pent-up energy, into his food. "When has it become a crime to ask questions?" "You can ask questions but try to make it a bit less uncomfortable." "Whatever. Answer my question." "My dad is King Jalen, the werewolf King," Craig's dad gasped in surprise "Craig, why didn't you tell me she was the werewolf king's daughter?" Craig stuttered, not meeting his dad's gaze. "It escaped my mind. She… she's the werewolf king's daughter." "I see," King Craigislav said. A surge of annoyance hit me and my feet kicked Craig under the table.