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I saw a figure close by. "Help! Please help me!" I called out. The figure came into view and I saw who it was. "Mum?" "You will never amount to anything. No one loves you. No one will ever love you. You are a curse! I hate you." She spat out. "Please mum, help me. Don't let him hurt me." I pleaded, tears running from my eyes profusely . " I am not your mother! I will never be your mother!" She said with so much distaste and hatred.

″Okay dear,″ she said as Anna left the table and went to her room but not before wishing Katherine a good night. ″Basha,″ Riley Siromani called her husband when she got to their bedroom. He was sitting on the bed. ″Yes, Li″, he answered. ″Basha I'm worried about Ameera,″ she said. She hated couldn't call her daughter Ameera in her presence anymore. Anna had forbidden them to do that and they had to respect her wishes. Basha sighed. ″I'm worried about her too,″ he said. ″And it seems she doesn't trust us.″

Amelia replied politely. "Why so formal? You can just call me mom! Or mother. You're going to be my daughter soon, anyway" Morana said as she smiles at Amelia. Amelia's mouth slightly gaped for a second before she smiled widely at the feeling of being accepted by Damian's mother. "Yes, mother," she said shyly while feeling a slight head from her cheeks. The three parents stared at Amelia whose cheeks turned pink. It was obvious that she was feeling shy to say the 'mother' and they all adored her for that. They smile lovingly at Amelia as she tries to calm herself by drinking tea.

I knew I heard when her father slapped her, and that made my mother upset, knowing that Nick would put his hands on his own child. But in the time I've known Nick and my father, they were very ruthless men and I don't think they'd let anyone or anything get in their way of doing something. I was also upset, I never expected him to put his hands on Camila, her mother seemed so calm about the whole situation, dismissing it as a temper tantrum, over the years I've seen Camila, she was calm and never let anything bother her but over the two weeks we spent together, she was very ignorant and cranky but that was just her expressing herself. Then the way Mira would talk about her, she always said t

And Amanah looked around the room before she whispered softly under her breath, "They were doing the mind link talking thing again," she breathed before she clapped her hands and looked at my mom. “So, Ma. What were you saying about the tea?” Amanah asked my mother, and I cocked my head to the side. “Since when do you call her Ma?” I asked as I sat down before them with Willow. Amanah turned her body slightly away from us. I could literally feel her anger radiating off her. “Since I told her to. She’s my child now,” my mother said as a matter of fact, basically telling me to shut up.

I never really doubted it before. Even when she was just Lana’s nanny it was plain as day that Amara had maternal instinct. I could see even then she would be a great mother because she was so wonderful Lana. I saw how Lana looked at Amara versus Cheryl. Cheryl was someone that Lana wanted attention from, but often didn’t get. I turned a blind eye to Cheryl as a mother because I knew she would never listen to me. It didn’t matter if I had talked to her about her parenting or not because Cheryl always did what she wanted, everyone else be damned.

Selene appeared in front of the little me and I stopped crying instantly, launching myself into her arms. “Mumma I’m hungry” little me cried. I called her ‘Mumma’. I don’t remember that. I don’t remember having a mother or even thinking that I had a mother. Selene pulled me from her arms and sat me back on the ground. She waved her hands in front of her and a plate of meat and vegetables appeared. Little me squealed excitedly and dug into the food, basically inhaling it. Watching the scene, another wave washed through me. I remember the taste of the food that she often brought me. I remember her playing with me, bathing me, brushing my hair. I remember her taking care of me when I needed her

“Mama?” Emma grabbed her into a fierce hug, then pulled back to take her all in. “For a moment I thought you’d outgrown that name for me. I don’t think I could have handled that, sweetie. No matter what you evolve into during this time with the Brethren, you need to know that I am always your Mama. No matter if you’re an ancient soul or a very young one; I will always answer to ‘Mama’ and come running.”

“Good morning, ma.” “Good morning.” Marsha replied. She took some steps and stood in front of Anna, who fixed her eyes on her laptop screen and was pressing the keyboard non-stop. “Hey!” Marsha raised her voice. She looked around and discharged a deep breath to control herself. She lowered her voice and call. “Anna, are you blind?”

Mom paused and took a deep breath to calm down. "I don't want anything bad to happen to Amara.I don't want to lose Amara the same way I lost everyone I love so much.Amara is a good girl,even though she's not my flesh and blood.She's like a daughter to me and I love her.Please goddess save Amara from Fernando."Mother said few words prayer of safety. That was my wish too,for Amara to come back to me safe and sound.Amara is my freaking mate and I know my heart can't take it in case something happens to her, just anything.