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.

it comes with the entire package and... life in Infernal pack comes with its book of cautions and warnings. Take, for example, my sons. They are walking

of us

to an abrupt halt. My smile faltered as my eyes

second, I thought I saw him smile slightly. It must have been my illusion because the Raven who stood

the doorframe with his arms folded across his chest. My eyes fell

I wasn't sure for how long

from the High lady's bed and stood a few steps away from it,

the doorframe and walked into the

a great time, aren't we?" His deep voice reverberated in

you get here?" High

eyes lingered on

I think I clearly asked you to rest." He looked at the High lady. "What

glared at the

of

immediately began cleaning up the

the High lady picked

remained locked with Raven

"With whose permission are you here? And with whose permission are you doing all this? You can't skip a day without being

back under his aura

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

didn't know you were so desperate for a company that you'd settle for someone like her. But I

I knew it

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

are indeed a very cunning omega. Just like 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.

cheeks with a jerk before seizing my

he would roughly

louder in his grip, screaming for help,

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knew it was about the reports. There could be only two scenarios:

only thing that

avoid looking at the staff who stood

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

"How did you copy the reports so accurately? Who helped you cheat? Nesryn? It had to be Nesryn. Because there is

could write

is that I hear in your voice, omega? Huh?" He

He grunted,

throat, he leaned closer to

our breath collide. My chest heaved faster against his as

me? Where is this confidence coming from,

grip around my throat. But it wasn't tight enough to cut off my air supply. I tried

not cheat,

Then prove

drew in a long breath instead

grabbed the

of the TTAH1 genes at 4 pm on the fourth

my mind and changed to the fourth day and their variation at 4 pm zoomed in my mind. "ATCG ATTG TAAC

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