Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 30

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,

of us broke into

smile faltered as

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

his chest. My eyes fell on the reports in his hands and

sure for

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

the doorframe

His deep voice reverberated in

When did you get here?" High

eyes lingered on me as he

asked you to rest." He

at the paint brushes

rushed in front of Raven.

the stained blanket, over-bed table

High lady picked it

Raven before his gaze shifted to

closer to me. "With whose permission are you here? And with whose permission are you doing all this? You can't skip a day without being over-smart, can

under his

her here and she brought me canvas and paint

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

wanted to explain myself, but I knew it would be futile, so I

in a bruising grip as he

friend you make in this pack, will help you survive this marriage. Not my mother, not Nesryn. Because no one

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

my steps faltered even a little, he would roughly wrench me beside himself, forcing me into a frenetic run to match his

my pulse throb faster and louder in his grip, screaming

book? Don't forget to visit 000005s.org for the full

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

I knew the only thing that

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

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

couch. "How did you copy the reports so accurately? Who helped you cheat? Nesryn? It had to be Nesryn. Because there is no

said I could write

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 grabbed my upper arm and slammed me against the wall, caging

He grunted,

he leaned closer

I could feel our breath collide. My chest heaved faster against his as I fervently

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

open my eyes and look into his as he tightened his grip around my throat.

did not

Then prove

throat, and I patiently drew

the original

4 pm

the fourth day and their variation at 4 pm zoomed in my

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