Wonder Womans Dad Novels & Stories

He added, leaning on the nearby wall with his arms folded on his chest. “There's this girl, she was one of the witches that your aunt Camille sent me. She was pure trouble, we need to take her inside right now, but I don't even know where the heaven she is!” His dad exclaimed furiously. Having troubled species from the dark isn't actually that big of a surprise to Cameron. Being his dad's “Unofficial sidekick” for how many years, he had served and assisted the most wicked and troublesome witches, vampires, and Warewolves.

~I woke up wet this morning.~ Xavier POV: Couple of days ago, Dad told me he is dating someone with marriage in his mind and I don't care. I seriously don't. My Dad was never married. He had me while he was dating and that woman, whom I should be calling mother, gave birth to me and left. I have never seen her nor she showed up. It has always been me, Dad and his work. So, now when he wants to find happiness for himself, there is no way I am going to be a hurdle in the way of his happiness.

Stopping, he went back a few channels. He had seen something weird! That was Dad on the screen! But why did it say he was engaged to that terrible woman from his work? Then the news showed the actual footage of Dad proposing down on one knee to a woman who was definitely not Mom. In fact, she was the opposite of Mom in just about every possible way. William and Joe stared at the screen in shock, until Mom started coming through the door. “Change it!” Joe hissed at William. William quickly flipped back to the cartoons.

"What do you mean?" "Your dad left when you were a child? Have you ever wondered if he might not be as human as you thought he was?" "But Mom never mentioned anything about it. She didn't even know Supernaturals existed until five years ago! Plus, if my father was a Supernatural, don't you think I would have some weird powers?"

He hesitated for a while and watched me eat. "How is she and Jaret?" He popped up the question unexpectedly. What would he think? He sent Jeffrey Hernandes. I'm sure he knows what happened with Mom's life. "You tell me, Dad." "I'm surprised she's letting him beat her. She was a tough woman. Unbeatable during her early days." "Early days? What do you mean, Dad? Is it something about her ability to fight with werewolves effortlessly?" "So you knew." Dad crosses his arms, leaning back on the chair.

I applauded him and he grinned widely. “I'm always available to make you a proud father.” He said. “So Andrea took you back?” I inquired. Gosh, why did I have to bring that up immediately? It seemed suspicious but anyways he wouldn't know. “Yes, Dad. Didn't know she would be so easy to get back” He mumbled, a defiant smile spreading across his face. “Oh, what are your plans with her?” I don't get the point with all these questions of mine. I shouldn't be concerned about this.

“Marvel just got a Wii and wants new games for it. He also likes dinosaurs and firetrucks.” I figured I would throw my dad a lifeline. I know he didn’t really mean to be an ass earlier. He was actually a great dad, and I know he will be a great grandfather too. Dad nods with a small smile. “I don’t know what a Wii is, but I know dinosaurs and firetrucks. What about Vivian? What does she like?”

“He must have realized his folly and sent his men begging me to not leave, that he wanted to talk personally with me while making amends.” I didn't like it. There was something fishy about how quickly the other Alpha had come around. "Are you sure it's not a trap?" I asked. Dad smiled, and I realized that whatever else he may have been, my father was one of the most powerful werewolves in creation. "Don't worry about me, son, but thank you for worrying. It means a lot to me." He looked from one to the other of us, his smile going sad. "Just go home," Dad said quietly, gently as if I had not heard him speak. "Look after our people now."

Joel asks, walking in from the other room, holding up a small box. I take it from him, my stomach lurching. “It’s my mother’s.” My voice is barely audible as I stare at the box. “Something my father stole years ago to sell, but it wasn’t worth anything.” The realization hits me hard—she’s gone. My father took her. I can feel the panic building in my chest, constricting my lungs. Zade stands, tension thick in the air between us. He knows what’s coming. “You kept it hidden!” I shout, turning on him, the rage exploding out of me. “You knew! You knew my father was a threat, and you didn’t tell me!” My voice cracks with fury as I take a step toward him, fists clenched.

I don't want to tell the kid that his dad 'dated' a lot of women back in high school, it's not my place to lay Lucas's demons out to his son, he's not that man anymore and has worked hard to put his past behind him but I am curious about who this mystery woman could be. "Do you know her name?" I ask him, intrigued. "No, only that when she saw my face, it was like a switch went off in her and she thought I was Dad and was making eyes at me. It was super uncomfortable, so we left." He tells me, genuinely sounding freaked out by the whole experience. "You knew Dad back in high school, though, didn't you?" "Yeah, your dad and I were best friends." Until we weren't, but that doesn't need to be to