Who Is Raven Queen's Father Novels & Stories

That was exactly what Raven did, and his thoughts and decisions were no longer within my control. “Ms. Cassandra looks stunning tonight. If only Alpha Raven weren’t married, they would be a perfect match. And with Alpha Vincent gone… well, it wouldn’t even be considered taboo anymore.” “I know, right? Besides, ever since Alpha Vincent passed, Alpha Raven has already taken on the role of father to Ms. Cassandra’s child. He’s probably the one the child recognizes as ‘father’ now.”

“Please, Jax… I need to know this before it's too late “ her eyes reddened with pleas. I gasped and glared into her eyes. Her warm hands wrapped tenderly across my neck and I died ten times inside. As we became too close, we began to inhale each other's breath. I reached for her hands and took them. “ I'm afraid of what you've become, Raven. You're not an ordinary werewolf or a comrade. You're neither a leader of misfit werewolves. You're…” “I am what?” She swallowed impatiently. “... you're a moonshard Alpha queen. The one whose blood can either unite or destroy” The shock in Raven's face sparkled. She blinked, not sure of what she heard. “ I need an explanation” She pulled gently from my h

His eyes went back to the room. Raven stepped forward with her chin up and walked into the room. She bowed to them a few giggled. A few spoke. Many gasped. “How beautiful!” “How powerful!” “She will unite us all!” Her father walked in and told them all. “Now turn your gazes to the grand entrance. I now present to you…” the doors swung open and her mama walked in, crown atop her head and a golden dress with a train that went on for yards, “Queen Alexandre Bellavonnes of the Holy Clan.” Everyone bowed deeply and hush filled the room. Many were uneasy. They lived the fury of their Elder Lord when she left. They did not know what to expect from this union.

This wasn’t what Raven was doing. Something else was going on. The second my eyes darted to the page, I found the next bit of needed information. Mother deceased as of ten years ago. To sum it up, Raven came from what could only be surmised as a busy, single-parent household. That was assuming her father hadn’t remarried. It was all I needed. Even without yet meeting Raven’s father, I could take a good guess as to what the main problem likely was.

Until his mother’s body suddenly weakened and passed away one year after she was diagnosed for stage 3 cervical cancer. Few years after his mother’s death had never been easy to him now that he only got nothing but himself. Now, he was the only one left who still believes that his father was still alive although his subordinates gave up to the investigations. He was still holding on to the promise he gave to his mother before she left. He promised to find his father or to know who caused for his disappearance. Aries hopped out of the cab as soon as it stopped in front of a four-storey building.

But now, even after Darian had slipped away and escaped off to Goddess knows where in the mansion, Valen was still holding onto my arm, rambling on and on about spiritual planes, shifting rooms, and the specific woman he had spoken with in the dream. Finally, he finished his long explanation by whispering the most important detail. "So now, we finally have a name, Raven. Tate. He was the personal attendant my father spoke to right before he died." I slowed my steps, looking up at him as we neared the stairs. "Valen... what if you find him? What if you find out that your father truly left a will behind, and it explicitly names your half-brother as the rightful King? What will you do then?"

“Raven is not just any woman, Dad! You know that! If she knows I'm dead, she will definitely come after me. You need to capture her, father. Capture her and kill her…” “Would you shut your mouth!” He snapped and the words died in my throat. “Just listen to yourself. I should capture her and kill her but you lay there like a spineless fool and watched her stab you multiple times! Sometimes, I doubt you came from my loins! Because why on earth would I have such a useless man as a son?” My mouth opened and closed but no words came out. I didn't have anything to say in my defence. He trained Raven and watched her grow to become the woman she was. He broke her and handed over her waste to me. Did

"And Thaddeus? My son didn't just mourn me, Veronica. He and his mother conspired with my rivals to sabotage that flight. They wanted the empire early. They didn't realize that you can't kill a man like me with a simple explosion. I survived the fire. I spent years rebuilding a face that was meant to be ash, while they bled my empire dry." I looked at his scarred face, the pity for his suffering fighting a losing battle against the horror of our situation. "You knew," I whispered, hot, shameful tears spilling over. "You knew who I was. You knew I was married to your son when you bought me. When you... when we..."

It’s almost been 8 months since Raven came to me. My gift from the goddess. My everything. My love. She is the best warrior we have, I found out through her dreams/memories of her parents that she was a warriors daughter. It made sense with how strong and fast paced she was during training, it also explained how she was paired with an Alpha, she was beyond strong, in both body and mind.

she says softly, handing it to Raven. Raven stares at the picture, a young woman with black hair streaked in red, smiling, one hand resting on her swollen belly. “That’s your mother,” Mom whispers. “And she’s pregnant with you in this photo.” Raven’s voice cracks. “Then… who’s the man?” Mom’s expression softens into something warm and aching. “That’s your father, Brad.” Raven looks between all of us, shaking her head. “This can’t be real. Magic isn’t real. These dreams aren’t real. They’re just dreams.”