Black Swan Mom Novels & Stories

His deep charcoal grey eyes are transfixed to me and I honestly don't know what he's thinking. "Do you want us to go home already?" I ask meeting his intense stare. I don't want to bore him. I know he really doesn't care about my issues with my family. "We can go home-" "You're beautiful" he cut me off that stunned me. He reach my hand and squeeze it lightly "You're the most beautiful black swan event Svanna. It was not your fault, it's no one's fault. Just like you, maybe your mother was forced to marry your father but I'm sure never wished to ruined anything"

"Welcome, child. I am Arianna Blackwood, Ryder's mother, and the matriarch of this family." Arianna Blackwood stood before Emilia, exuding a quiet strength that belied her age. Her silver hair cascaded gracefully around her shoulders, framing a face weathered by wisdom and experience. Her eyes, a striking shade of steel-blue, held a depth that seemed to unravel the secrets of time itself.

“What's going on here?” My mother rushed forward. “Chief, Blackstone Consortium has seized control of the Silvermoon Wolf! She’s my daughter. They’ve brainwashed her!” The chief arbiter frowned. “Do you have evidence?” My mother pointed at me, trembling with fury. “She bears the Silvermoon Mark! Only the royal blood carries it! And my daughter awakened as a Silvermoon Wolf ten years ago!” The chief turned to my father. “Where are the records of her awakening?” My father stammered, “Well… The… The basement collapsed, and the records were all destroyed…”

] Then she forwarded another article: [If a Woman Isn't Savage Enough, She'll Never Keep Her Place—3 Tricks to Control a Cheating Man] I pretended to hesitate, then waited ten minutes before replying. "Will that... actually work?" She answered immediately. [Obviously! Why would I ever hurt you?] I replied like I was torn. "Okay... I'll try." *** The next afternoon, Mom and Zoey showed up empty-handed. The second Mom walked in, her eyes started darting around the suite.

Although Sarah did not know what my mother’s diagnosis was, it was apparent by her body language that she had an idea. “Elizabeth,” Sarah started with a gentle voice. My mother snapped her gaze to Sarah with her eyes glowing of her wolf. Sarah gulped before resuming. My mother wasn’t a wolf to mess with. Her wolf Aleera was one of the strongest wolves of her time. Making her lethal. “I don’t think we should cast her out just yet. I mean look what she was able to do for Tyson.” My mother looked at Sarah as if she had three heads. “Now you are on his side?” My mother yelled.

My mother stood next to Father, looking prim and proper as ever. “Oh heavens, look at you!” Mother threw her hands up in the air. “You better get ready. They will be arriving soon.” “Mother. Father. I won’t be meeting the Royals. I need to find Sylvia. Drake took her.” I didn’t have time to waste on explanations. “I need your approval to attack the Black Crescent Moon pack.” “Absolutely not!” he roared, rising from behind his desk. His chair overturned in his violent haste to get up. Mother looked as if she were about to faint, grasping at the desk. She managed to steady herself. I couldn’t give a damn if they were upset. I didn’t ask for this.

Swan nodding in agreement. Mr. Smith was listening to everything silently without uttering a word. “But you could have lost your daughter. We must take strict action against her before someone else try to do the same thing. We can’t be lenient. It’s about our children’s life!” said Mr. Black, Lucas’s father, the man sitting on the wheelchair, in a concerned tone. “I believe, we must let Mr. Smith take decision in this matter as it concern his pack. We must trust his decision!” said Mr. Swan turning towards Mr. Smith showing his utter trust and respect.

"I may have something." Everyone turned. One of the Betas stepped forward hesitantly. He was younger than most of the wolves in the room, with dark hair and pale eyes. I recognized him as Soren, Beta of the Black Ridge Pack. "What is it?" I asked. He swallowed. "My mother. She wasn't an ordinary wolf." A few wolves exchanged confused looks. Soren continued. "She was connected to a cult. A group of witches and wolves who believed in ancient spirits and old Moon Goddess legends. She's been dead for years, but when I was young, she used to tell me stories."

At the bottom was my mother's elegant signature, next to the embossed crest of the Blackwood Pack. My mother had told me about her connection to the Blackwood pack. Twenty years ago, during the pack wars, the then-Luna of Blackwood, Slade's mother, Slone, had fled to the human world and been saved by my mother. As a doctor, my mother had saved Slone's life. As fate would have it, their personalities clicked, and they became the best of friends. Later, when my mother fell gravely ill, she brought a young, orphaned me to the Blackwood Pack, entrusting Slone to raise me.

"How come Ms. Hrista is here?" "Is she a werewolf?" "Yes! She can transform into a white wolf~" "From the Moon's Order pack..." I muttered. "You're not going to leave again, are you, mom?" He pleads. "I won't. I'll stay from now on. Before that, will you help me reconcile with Hedwelch?" "Yes! So I can have two moms!" "What!?"