Chapter 54

Avery

I almost reached out my hands to shake this woman out of her reverie. ‘Daughter? What is this woman thinking about?”

I felt like she had mistaken me for someone else.

I hoped that she was not daydreaming because her words were sounding like the mutterings a dreamer would make.

“What?” The word that was bothering me finally dropped out of my lips. The woman was amused at my shocked expression.

“I wanted to adopt a daughter but the people around me are greedy and selfish. When I saw you, I felt like I saw fate. You are a good girl.” The woman said as she looked towards the distance in thought.

My mind pricked.

I could see that her emotions were not fake.

She had truly encountered ungrateful and selfish people.

I sympathized with her because I can be said to have sampled the experiences in her shoes before.

Still, her suggestion was outrageous.

“Ma’am, I am not a good person. You are mistaken.” I denied.

I almost wanted to say the truth about me hitting the thief

unintentionally but I stopped.

I did not want her to revoke her reward because of my big mouth.

“You are a good person. I don’t need you to tell me about yourself. I am not blind, I can see for myself.” The woman said, “Call me Mrs Barrington for now.”

For now?‘

What is this woman trying to say?

I don’t understand her ‘for now‘.

Is she trying to tell me that I would change the way I address her later.

I almost wanted to tell Mrs Barrington that she was severely mistaken. I opened my mouth to continue my argument but she interrupted me.

If not for the potential reward I was going to get from her, I would have turned by back on her and left this place.

The chances of me subduing a thief and making a rich person favor is very low.

owe me a

I can even say that the percentage of that happening is impossible,

It is not every rich man or woman that would want to reward me after I helped them.

The nature of mortals is like that.

Everything is a gamble.

I can not guarantee I would catch another thief like the way I caught this

one.

I caught the thief that stole Mrs Barrington’s purse with ease. I was not sure I can replicate that.

put up with this woman’s whims for now.

know that you might not care about yourself but are you really able

pricked

decision about my life but it

pups at the omega warriors camp. I don’t know when I

are werewolves, they

here after they are a week old seemed like

my decision to leave the

camp.

camp is right, I should have waited. for my pups to be

stared at Mrs Barrington.

core of

on the streets but I do not want my kids to experience

went to the moon goddess.

goddess was the one that choose

a reason why the moon goddess sent me to

was in charge of my fate and it seemed Mrs Barrington was interwoven with my

to make a decision now. Come with me first. You can tell me the results of your thoughts later.” Mrs Barrington said

said went to address the core of the issue that was bothering me.

was eloquent and convincing.

the

go with her, she would pamper

me reluctant to leave when the time comes.

make it harder to pick the option of taking reward money

leaving heartlessly after

I know Mrs Barrington had her

been this

choice but to

least, I sensed no malicious intentions from her. It was the reason I was able to

already made my decision for me.

I was going

would put in to convince me over the next few days

I was lactating.

the more

us go.” I

alighted from the black car. He opened the door respectfully and Mrs Barrington entered first. I hugged my

in the car, I looked down at my kids.

looked back at me.

only given them nicknames. The triplets I gave birth to was two boys and one girl.

were grey but they flashed with

a tribute to my wolf that was

wolf, Silver had gone into hibernation because of all the passive. injuries she

moon goddess, I was still mortal. I had to heal from the effects of the wolfsbane

call my girl Silver junior

everything

had purple eyes

me of his father.

I think every purple eyes I will see from now on would remind me of the

might not remember his features but his eyes left a deep impression on me. It is not something

nicknamed my first

had mischievousness hidden in his grey eyes.

the two boys I gave birth to, he was the only one that had a similar eye color to

the feel they gave

nicknamed him

birthed the little girl last.

they came into

and care for their little sister with

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