ASHANTI'S POV.

"It's a long story." She breathes heavily and a strange thought crosses my mind.

"Are you my mother?" I blurt out without thinking. She pauses on her words and stares at me in shock. My eyes never leave her face as I wait for her to answer the question. "How... how did you..."

"You're my mother?" I ask, shocked and tears well up in my eyes when she nods her head.

"Yes. I am."

My heart drops into my abdomen.

I simply can't believe it.

My mother. My mother whom I've been wanting to meet for the longest time now. She's sitting right before me and I have no idea what to do.

"Mum." I call in a broken voice. "Mum." I call yet again and wrap my arms around her, engulfing her in a hug that triggers my tears to spill down my cheeks.

That smell!

years old when she left. That's why I couldn't recognize her face, but her

to see me as well, but she's not. Her expression is completely blank and I don't know why, but it breaks my heart. I wipe my tears and try to steady my breaths. "I... I'm sorry for bugging you

murmurs,

photo of yours and did not let me have access to anything that would remind me of you, but none of that could make me forget

diverts from the topic and my already

indifferent look I see in her

she excited to see me after all these years? Why doesn't she look happy to see

throat and decide to go with her flow despite

would hug each other for the longest time, bawling our eyes out and she would kiss me fervently, telling

me out?" I

I do not want to bother you about. I uh... I was taking a nap and I kept hearing your cries in my dream. You were sobbing and calling out for me to

then Alpha Reagan must be losing his

I can introduce you to my husband and children and then get you something to eat.

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