Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-30. Eidetic memory

[Xanthea]

I peered at the High lady.

"It's ok if you don't wish to," she said. "The position of a mother varies in the lives of different people and as far as I have known you, you regard your mother quite highly. So, it's completely fine if you don't wish to call me mom. Not everyone deserves to be called a mother."

Her grip tightened on her paint brush. The shadow of sadness drained in her eyes as she lowered them to the painting.

"You are a great mother... you love your kids so much..." I said.

She smiled faintly, then shook her head.

"Love?" she chuckled. "Parents often do awful things to their kids out of... love..." her eyes welled up. Her voice quavered as she continued. "Every woman can become a mother, but not all deserve to be called one. And I am one of them who doesn't deserve this title."

I tensed my brows. I might have failed to comprehend the context behind her words, but the pain behind them was as clear as snow in a blizzard.

Licking and nibbling my lower lip, I took a deep breath. Sitting beside her on the bed, I held her hand in mine.

"Mom..." My voice came out as a timid whisper. "I don't know why your words sound like wounds, but I know one thing: there is no wound that a mother can't heal. In my mother's words, there is no greater medicine than a mother's love. No matter how wounded a mother is, she can always find the strength to fight for her kids."

"I think I am too late..."

"Moms are never late, they are always on time. The right time." I said.

She laughed before tears streamed down her face. She took in a shuddering breath, averting her eyes.

"Come here, dear," she hugged me, kissing the side of my head. She caressed my hair and back as I hugged her back.

We hugged for a while before her sniffles faded away.

"I am sure wherever your mother is, she is very proud of you," she said, and we looked at the painting of my mother's proud smile. "Live proudly, Xanthea. I am sure that's what your mother would have wanted for you." She stroked my hair.

Dipping her fingers in the yellow paint, she playfully smeared it on my cheeks.

"Caught you off guard!" she said excitedly, breaking into a contagious laughter that made me crack up as well.

"I hope you find your yellow, all the yellow in your life and you never run short on this color," she said.

I ran my fingers over my cheek and then looked at the High lady, perplexed.

"Yellow?"

She nodded.

"It represents happiness, warmth and positivity."

I pursed my lips in a thin line.

"I thought it represented caution and warning?"

It looked as if I had caught the High lady off-guard this time. She parted her lips, but words seemed to have stuck in her throat.

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an abrupt halt. My smile faltered as my eyes met

slightly. It must have been my illusion because the

My eyes fell on the reports

hidden his presence. I wasn't sure for how long he had been standing

and stood a few steps away from

himself away from the

we?" His deep

you get here?" High lady

lingered on me as he

clearly asked you to rest." He looked at the High lady. "What exactly do

at the paint

lady's maids and Mavka instantly rushed in front of Raven. "Clean all this

and immediately began cleaning up the stained blanket,

painting when the High lady picked it up and

with Raven before his gaze

to me. "With whose permission are you here? And with whose permission are you doing all this? You can't skip a

under his

because I wanted her here and she brought me canvas and paint because I asked her to. I just wanted to take a break from the monotony

someone like her. But I must

I knew it would be futile, so I

jaws, squeezing my cheeks in a bruising grip as he yanked

a fox. But nothing you do, no friend you make in this pack, will help you survive this marriage. Not my mother, not Nesryn. Because no one here will dare go against us for you." His nails sunk into my skin. Wincing, I grabbed his wrist

yesterday to my cabin," he ordered, leaving my cheeks with a jerk before

he would roughly wrench me beside himself,

faster and louder in his grip,

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it was about the reports. There could be only two scenarios: they didn't match,

the cases, I knew the only thing that awaited me was -

tried to keep my gaze low to avoid looking at the staff who stood aside

he pushed me into his cabin. But right before I fell to the ground,

go of my hand and slammed the reports on the glass table near the couch. "How did you copy the reports so accurately? Who helped you cheat? Nesryn? It had to be Nesryn. Because there is no other way." Catching

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a knot tighten in my stomach. "What is that I hear in your voice, omega? Huh?" He growled as his eyes glowed. His wolf. Breaking into sweat, I tried to move away from him when he grabbed my upper

He grunted,

my throat, he leaned closer to

eyes, yet I could feel our breath collide. My chest heaved faster

you dare use that tone with me? Where is this confidence coming from, huh? Looks

to open my eyes and look into his as he tightened his grip around my throat. But it wasn't tight enough to cut off my air supply. I tried my

not cheat,

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