Alindog Ni Mama Novels & Stories

“Jonathan, I was wrong. I really know that now. Could you forgive me this time? “My mother’s old. She can’t handle any more stress. Besides, I already lost my job. If this keeps going, my family and I will be done for. “Could you speak up for me and my mother online? Jonathan, I’m begging you.” I was indifferent. “What does this have to do with me? You and your mother caused this trouble.” Amelia was upset with my indifferent treatment toward her. She stepped closer and anxiously said, “Jonathan, how could you say that? We’re supposed to spend our lives together.”

After seeing the doctor, he took the medicine and rested. In a haze, the familiar scent of flowers lingered at his nose, and a cool hand rested on his cheek. His body burned with fever, yet his heart felt icy. In his haze, he couldn't tell whether it was Tanya holding him or… his birth mother, Olga. Luciano felt a cold, silky strip brush against him, probably the cuff of her sleeve, so chilling it made his head spin. "Madre…" "Luciano, how are you?" "Luciano? He probably had a nightmare."

“How can my mate… my mate… be my enemy? No, no, this can’t be happening. The Moon God wouldn’t do this to me!” Tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision. She turned and ran to her room, collapsing onto her bed, burying her face in the soft covers as sobs wracked her body. “I searched for my mate… my whole life, I searched,” she choked out between cries. “And now he’s here, standing before me… but I can’t accept him. I can’t, because he’s my enemy. He came here to kill, not to claim me.”

Lydia jumb off my mother lap trying to cover herself while Hannah look mad, madder then usual. "What are you doing here" she growls at me. "I live here" i mumble back still shocked making my mother growl even worst. "Mistress please" lydia try to plead with her mate but it doesn't work, one look from my mother and lydia look down staying out of it.

"Otherwise, don't call me your mother anymore." The knocking continued. This time it was faster, more urgent. Annoyed, Mother stood up and yanked the door open. The moment she saw who was outside, her entire body froze. Two police officers in uniform stood at the door, their expressions grave. "Are you Briana's mother?" Mother paused briefly, irritation flashing across her eyes. "I am. What is she causing trouble over now? Is she still lying on the ground refusing to get up? Did someone call the police?"

Knowing my mother, she just might. "Mom," I almost cringed at how pathetic I sounded. The fury she unleashed on her next words has both Samantha and me recoiling, shuffling back on the bed. "What is the meaning of this?"

I walked over to the balcony, enjoying the wind before softly replying, "I've called you like this several times before, Yohan." It was also my first time being a mother. I felt anxious and did not know what to do every time Julian got sick. Even with the family doctor present, I still called Yohan with trembling hands. My voice broke whenever I begged for him to come home. However, I could still recall his icy reply back then. I replied, "You told me, it's one thing I couldn't take care of myself, but how could I fail to take care of Juli as well?" "Naomi, I—" Yohan's voice was hoarse.

Nate snaps. “Tell me, mama,” Green Eyes leers. “How old are you?” “Not old enough to be your mom,” I lean forward, voice sweet like syrup. Then, I switch to French: «Mais je parie que même ta mère regrette de ne pas avoir pris la pilule du lendemain.» I bet even your mom regrets not taking Plan B. The room goes dead. Green Eyes stands so fast his chair crashes backward. The woman on his lap hits the floor hard.

He glared at me with intense disgust, his young face a mirror of his father's when angry: "I knew you never loved me! Why are you breaking the mate bond with Dad? I never agreed to this! Have you been wanting to abandon us all along?" Spittle flew from his mouth as he shouted. I calmly pushed him away, my hands firm on his shoulders: "I'm not your mother anymore. Breaking the mate bond doesn't require your permission." My son froze momentarily, his eyes widening at my cold words. After all, the last time he saw me, I was still that pitiful mother desperately trying to win his affection, begging for scraps of love from my own child.

That was why she still hadn't realized that her mother was gone. However, Yelena wasn't the type to reflect on herself, so that left all of the blame squarely on Phillip. "You've enjoyed so much, but that all comes at a price. Do you seriously think she loves you so much that she can't live without you? Those few seconds earlier? That was probably the peak of your life right there. I wish you luck!" Yelena was completely oblivious to what I said to Phillip. "Impossible! There's no way Mom is dead! She's definitely fine! I'm heading back to see her now. I'm going to bring her here and have her listen for herself what her beloved son-in-law is saying about her!"