Promise Fallon, AKA Mariella's mother. If you could describe the worst day, this would be it, for my mother at least. My mother has hated Primrose Fallon since and I'm inclined to believe that it's Mariella's fault. Mariella's mom has hated me too, she's never wanted me around Mariella but the last straw for her was when my mother got a restraining order against her. She just like my mom, has many opinions, that's probably why they clash. Her heels click like judgment. Her lipstick is weaponized, and when she sees us, she smirks, changing direction. “I should have stayed back home,” Mom groans. “Oh look,” Mariella's mom purrs, “Someone stopped running.” “Luna primrose,” Nova smiles. “What a surprise.” “Luna?” my mother scoffs. I'm surprised too, I did know this woman had gotten married but her being Luna is news to me. I guess she and her daughter truly are twining, how cute. “What fish landed on her worn-out hook?” “Ah, Kendra,” Luna Primrose sighs, her tone laced with co
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“You were crying in your sleep, she couldn't fall asleep,” he replies. I'm about to deny the claim, but I'm startled by Mariella. She comes out of nowhere, stopping by the kitchen door. “Alpha Knox,” she calls out. Mrs B drops her folk, “Great. Now I have lost My appetite.” she has, glaring at Mariella. I've always loved being her favorite among Thalia's friends but now I'm curious as to what drives this destain towards her. “Mine picked up,” Florentine remarks, watching Knox. Mariella catches it, veers to me for confirmation and I smirk in agreement. Thalia's step-sister wants to screw her mate, how unfortunate. Every girl Thalia seems a sister wants her mate. “What happened?”'Knox asks. “Arabella won't leave her room.” “Why?” I ask, wondering what new plot she's using my niece for. “Who is Arabella?” Mrs B asks. “My daughter,” Knox retorts, at the very moment that Mariella says, “Our daughter.” I can't help but glare at them both, Mariella the most because how can
Damn Eryx, even using his obnoxious pet name for her. 'Right, because Damsel is so original.' he snarls. “Yes,” I clear my throat, kicking off the blanket, it nearly takes me down to the floor with it. “You're really going to let me sleep there?” I ask her, motioning to the sofa as I approach the bed. Thalia frowns, a playful smile on her lips, but she quickly masks it. “I'm not making you do anything. You suggested it, and I merely acknowledged that statement. The decision was entirely yours.” “Don't lawyer up,” I warn. She sounds professional, and I barely stand a chance against the regular version of her. What more is a credible lawyer? Yeah, doomed, that's what I am. “Okay,” she grins. “You can sleep on the bed too. It's big enough for the three of us,” she says, her gaze dropping and a hand cradling her bump. It's small, but it's there now, growing slowly and I'm constantly baffled by the fact that she's not growing just one pup but two, or possibly more. I can't wait to
Her nose scrunched up, “My smell?” “Yes,” I smile softly. “And everything else you can, they are going to kidnap you and steal you from me and Daddy if they know how powerful my little girl can be.” “I promise,” her lip quivers, her arms wrapping around me. “I don't want to be steal away.” “Don't worry, I'll protect you.” I embrace her, caressing her hair. “Just do as I say and don't tell Daddy because he'll be scared too.” “I will be sleeping with you forever!” she says, her voice trembling. She's scared, and that's enough to keep her from Mrs Kendra. “I'd like that,” I giggle. “Don't cry nobody is ever going to take you or your daddy from mommy okay?” She nods against me, “I love you, Mommy.” “I love you too, princess.” KNOX Thalia's mom rattled everyone, me included. I've not a single person who has disliked or disres
MARIELLA Surely, the moon goddess must enjoy making a mockery of my life. There's no other explanation for this crap she pulls. Take, now, for example, why is Mrs. Kendra here? I have spent years pretending to like her and being a good friend to her precious daughter, but I can't do it anymore! Having Thalia in the house is enough stimulation, I didn't need that bitter old wretch to be here too and that fucking Nova, I jus know it was her idea, she brought her to annoy me. I leave Nova, Thalia, and Knox to kiss up to her, my blood boiling and my heart pounding like it's out of place. I close the door behind me as soon as I enter my bedroom, hastily calling my Mom to rant. Nobody else gets my hate for the woman who brought Thalia I to this world. My Mom doesn't pick up, so I try twice more before she answers. “Mother,” I sigh, half relieved. “Mariella,” she sighs. “It's so late at night, and I'm in the middle of something,” she snaps, sounding very bothered. “Go on, you already r