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.

package and... life in Infernal pack comes with

said and both of us broke

smile

him smile slightly. It must have been my illusion because the Raven

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

I wasn't sure

got up from the High lady's bed and stood a few steps

pushed himself away from the

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

you get

lingered on

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

the paint brushes

maids and Mavka instantly rushed in front of Raven. "Clean all this up and help the

up the stained blanket, over-bed

High lady picked it up

Raven before his gaze shifted to

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

under

High lady said. "She is here because I wanted her here and she brought me canvas and paint because I asked her to. I just

that you'd settle for someone like her.

knew it would be futile, so I remained

my cheeks in a bruising

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 with

with a jerk before seizing my wrist in an unyielding grip as he dragged me out of the High lady's room

steps faltered even a little, he would roughly wrench me beside himself,

grip, screaming for help, but I didn't try to free my

for the full experience. You won't find the next chapter anywhere

was about the reports. There could be only two

the only thing

tried to keep my gaze low to avoid looking at the staff who stood aside in the hallways with their heads held low, clearing his

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

did you do it?" He let 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

I could write the reports. You asked me to, so I

primal flickered in his darkening gaze, blurring the lines between anger and something inexplicably arcane. Drawing in his brows, he towered over me. I stepped back, closer to the wall, feeling 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

He grunted, clenching

he leaned closer

my eyes, yet I could feel our breath collide. My chest heaved faster against his as I fervently breathed in his

that tone with me? Where is

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 best to not

did not cheat,

really? Then

and I patiently drew

grabbed the original

4 pm on the fourth day of the

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