Ex Mate And Son Begged Me Back Novels & Stories

“It’s all bullshit, of course. Women like you always get caught in traps like mine.” “Your son, James, took my son,” I said, cutting through his words with a voice that trembled but held firm. “And I want him back. Please, tell him to give me my son.” He scoffed with a small, cruel smile. “And why would I do that? My son gave you a condition. I don’t interfere in deals, especially not ones I support.” I pressed my palms together as tears welled in my eyes, my heart pounding against my ribs like a drum of desperation. “Please... all I want is my son. I’ve never done anything wrong. I've never—”

"This isn’t the time. This is what caused this whole fucking mess in the first place. Just go." He looked gutted, his golden eyes dimmed. He let out a disappointed growl, but I thought he looked so fucking hot, even disappointed. Jeremiah adjusted his shirt and opened the door of his side of the jeep, stepping out into the moonlight, standing there like some tragic god. "Please," he said, his voice rough with emotion. "Bring back our son." Our son? I liked the way that sounded from his mouth. And maybe just maybe I wanted to become his Luna after all, but I still needed time.

My father had become my personal date setter. Last week it was the daughter of Kris, his business associate and today it was the Bel Air’s. “Dad, actually can you set another date with Miss. Anna. I also enjoyed the date.” I wasn't with my father but I could picture his jaw dropping to the ground. “Consider it done.” He chuckled into the phone speaker before hanging up. “Jeff, come help me pull him up.” Monalisse hissed out while struggling to support him with her shoulder. After tucking him inside her car, I held her by the wrist, I had questions because even though I had never met Marcus's wife, he would never settle for Monalisse.

Lena POV “Mom!” a little boy laughed. My son is calling my mate’s EX his mom. His small voice carried through the crack under the closed door of the Alpha’s office, piercing straight through my chest like an arrow. I stood there frozen, rooted in place while my hand trembled around the door knob. The woman he called to wasn’t me. It never was. No matter how many times I pleaded and begged in my mind for that reality to be different. A woman’s voice answered with a laugh. “Oh, sweetheart. What did I say about calling me that?”

Nathan's POV I walked toward the private lounge cautiously, my footsteps soft against the polished floor. Steam still clung to me, my bath towel clinging to my chest, but I ignored it. I didn’t want to announce myself yet. I needed to see. I needed to hear. Through the slightly ajar door, I caught fragments of their conversation. “…Nathan has to forgive you,” my mother’s voice floated out, calm but insistent. “He must see this as a blessing. You’re carrying his child, he cannot turn away from that.”

Forever. “ Meet Megan, my wife, the one whom I mistakenly fell in love with while trying to produce an heir for my father and you all. Acknowledge her, we had a stillbirth but she’s still strong, not giving up on your deepest request from the family,” I said, with emphasis on the “ WE”, my words filling the atmosphere, serenading my father but his posture calm, keeping it cool.

he whispered. “No,” I said fiercely. “no, you are not done, you hear me baby.” I pressed my forehead to his, forcing him to focus on me. “Kael,” I shouted through the bond. “He is collapsing. I need you now.” “I am coming,” Kael answered instantly. His voice was sharp with terror and fury. “Hold him, do not let go.” I tightened my grip around my son as his weight sagged forward. “Stay with me,” I whispered into his hair. “you do not get to save the world and leave me.”

Five years ago, I married Cassian, the vampire I had grown up with. We had known each other since we were children, and both clans were glad of the match. I believed we would stay beside each other the way we had promised when we were small. Then Cassian fell in love with a human maid. By that time, I was already carrying his child. He turned on his own clan for her anyway and ran off with her to the human world. Everyone was laughing at me. I stayed behind in the vampire territories alone, pregnant, calling Cassian more times than I could count and sending people out to find him. He never came back. In the end, he refused even to hear any news of me. He only had someone deliver a message. "

I frowned. "Disappeared?" "They moved away." "No one heard from them again." Dad rubbed his forehead. "Years later..." "When I inherited the company..." "I started looking for them." "Why?" "Because promises shouldn't die with people." His answer surprised me. "You found them?" He nodded once. "I found the son." My heartbeat quickened. "And?" "He refused everything." "What do you mean?" "He wouldn't accept money." "He wouldn't accept shares." "He wouldn't even meet me."

“Tu padre me folló. ¡Y es lo mejor que he sentido jamás!” (Your father fucked me. And it is the best thing I've ever felt!) He jerked up. “My father did what? Have you gone mad?!!” “¡Sí! Y he terminado con este matrimonio.” (Yes! And I'm done with this marriage.) “Where are you headed to?” “¡Con la persona que me folló mejor!” (To the person that fucked me better!) I took my phone and replied Dave, “Ya voy de camino.” (I'm on my way.)