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.

with the entire package and... life in Infernal pack comes with its book of cautions and warnings. Take, for example,

said and both of

My smile faltered as my eyes met

must have been my illusion because the Raven who stood before me now seemed to have not encountered a smile

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

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

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

the doorframe and walked into the

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

did you get here?"

on me as

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

the paint brushes and

and Mavka instantly rushed in front of Raven. "Clean all this

the stained blanket, over-bed table and the

lady picked it up and held it close

eyes remained locked with Raven before his gaze shifted to

whose permission

under his aura

here and she brought me canvas and paint

a company that you'd settle for someone like her. But I must say..." he stepped towards me and I took

but I knew it would be futile, so I

my cheeks in a bruising grip as he yanked me closer to

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

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

steps faltered even a little, he would roughly

throb faster and louder in his grip,

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

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

to avoid looking at the staff who stood aside in the hallways

the carpet when he pushed me into his cabin. But right before I

the glass table near the couch. "How did you copy the reports so accurately? Who helped you cheat? Nesryn? It had

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

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 grabbed my upper arm and slammed me against the wall, caging me between his arms. Holding back a moan, I

He grunted, clenching his

throat, he leaned closer to

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

that tone with me? Where is this confidence coming from, huh? Looks like you don't love

look into his as he tightened his grip around my throat. But it wasn't tight enough to cut off my air

not cheat,

Then prove

left my throat, and I patiently drew in a long

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my mind and changed to the fourth day and their variation at 4 pm