Ex Mate And Son Begged Me Back Novels & Stories

If anything, I should just try to make amends for hurting her in the past, but nothing else can change. I went into my room, and after a quick shower, I fell heavily on the bed, ready to forget everything. Minutes passed, and my eyes refused to close up, my gaze glued to the ceiling as I kept on recalling the scene at the party. “This is Roman Lawrence, the father of my son.” I replayed Mirabella’s words in my head.

"Like what I said If you wish to lay eyes on your son again, you will obey my every command." A surge of terror rushed through me as his words echoed in my mind. My precious son had been taken by this deranged man. The mere thought of losing him was unbearable. "Alright, fine. I'll do whatever you want," I murmured, my voice quivering. Elijah leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin. "I want you back, Samantha. I want everything to return to how it was before." I recoiled in disgust. "That's impossible. I'm already engaged to Marcus!" I whispered, barely audible.

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.

Nothing worth fighting for. Thoroughly disappointed, I looked at the father-son duo quietly. Opening my mouth, and said. "I, from today, will dissolve the mate-bond with you, Derek," I said, my voice was stronger . "In the name of the Moon Goddess, from now on, I and you two father and son will have no more relationship whatsoever. And I will take back everything I previously gave you, including the villa, my support for your company, and Oliver's aristocratic kindergarten."

Rocky interrupts me, but Farrow shuts him up with a look, “She wants it. She says it’s her son.” “It’s OUR son, we got him at the fair four months ago. She paid the five dollars, but I’m the one who feeds him the most, she’s very neglectful,” I say, but I don’t think they care. I throw my head back and groan, “It’s our son, dude. I’m going to miss him if you take him from me.” “It’s a fish,” Farrow repeats slower, “You don’t have children with Bobbie because you’re stupid and a blind idiot. And that’s the problem, isn’t it? You rejected my sweet baby girl again.”

"I'd rather sell my organs than take a cent from that bastard." A choked sob traveled through the line. "Your father's skin... It's turning gray, Claire. Like his wolf is fading." Her whisper shattered me. "I'd beg on my knees if it helped. I can't—" Her voice broke. "I can't lose my mate." The mating bond's agony radiated through her words. My own broken bond ached in sympathy. "Listen to me," I forced steadiness into my voice. "I'm wiring money tonight. New job. Great pay." Each fiction tasted more poisonous than the last.

“Man, I’ve never seen a person eat so fast.” Emery led us inside, and despite my worries, I thought there was real hope. We weren’t back together—not by a long shot—but I had a true chance to win her back now that she said she still wanted to be my mate. Leo emerged from down the hall as I closed the door. “Is everything okay?” he asked his mother. “I thought you guys were gonna be right behind us.” “It’s fine, Leo,” Emery said. “Jaxon and I needed to talk and work out some things.” He nodded, but I could see he was still a bit shaken by everything that had happened. Another reason for me to be pissed at Alan Asshole. Making my life difficult was one thing, but doing the same to Emery and my

My ex-wife, Vivian Johnston, stepped in front of me and blocked my path. With a menacing look on her face, she spat, "Do you seriously think you can get my attention just by adopting a random child off of the street? It's been several years, Zachary Green. I can't believe you still don't get what you did wrong. I'm so disappointed in you." My son, Andy Green, blinked at me and asked, "Who's this, Dad?"

“Please, stop this! This isn’t how things are supposed to be! You can’t be separated again!” “Mae…” Eden sniffed, anxiously trying to dry her face “Please, this isn’t the time…” “No, you don’t understand!” she gasped, crying profusely. “You’re together now! Your son is alive! You’re reunited! You can’t let something like this get in your way again! It was just a lie…” “Mae, no…” I tried to calm her, but Mae was more desperate than I had ever seen her, at least not since her husband had gone into a coma.

Mate My mate The moon goddess must be so cruel, pairing me off to the very man who murdered my parents and whose son ruined my life as the days go by. "He is not my mate," I hissed back at her, and she looked around. "You can't deny the bond for long, you know that. He may be of gone, but he will be back, and we wouldn't be able to keep up the matter with the spray any longer. We need a plan," she hissed at me, and I knew she was right.