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.

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

of us

to an abrupt halt. My smile faltered as my eyes met Raven's

because the Raven who stood before me

the doorframe with his arms folded across his chest. My eyes fell on the reports in his hands and I

presence. I wasn't sure

bed and stood a few steps away from

pushed himself away from the doorframe and walked into the

time, aren't we?" His

you get

eyes lingered on me

He looked at the

the paint brushes and

rushed in front of Raven. "Clean all this up and help the High lady

immediately began cleaning up the

touch the painting when the High lady picked it up and held it close to

Raven before his gaze

closer to me. "With whose permission are you here? And with whose permission are

cowered back under

her here and she brought me canvas and paint because I asked her to.

company that you'd settle for someone like her. But I

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

grabbed my jaws, squeezing my cheeks in a

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

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

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

feel my pulse throb faster and louder in his grip, screaming

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it was about the reports. There could be only

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

looking at the staff who stood aside in the hallways with their heads held low, clearing his

But right before I

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

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

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 me between his arms.

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 I fervently breathed in his dire

you dare use that tone with me? Where is this

his grip around my throat. But it wasn't

did not cheat,

really? Then

patiently drew in

grabbed the original

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reports flashed in my mind and changed to the fourth day and their variation at