Ex Mate And Son Begged Me Back Novels & Stories

"You've caused so much trouble for all of us because of your stubbornness! The headmaster is mad, and we are all going to suffer!” Samuel, his voice laced with bitterness, chimed in, "Do you think your mother is ever coming back for you? She abandoned you, Axe! Face the reality!" The words echoed in the air, mingling with the painful cries that escaped Axe's lips. Each blow felt like a dagger to his heart, but he couldn't bring himself to fight back. He could only whimper, his tears mixing with the dirt on his face. Yet, even through the pain, Axe's voice trembled, his cries becoming desperate pleas. "She will come back! She promised me! She'll come back, I know she will!"

Alex said and walked away from Joanna. She walked gently and sat close to Serena. "How are you my dearest twin?" Miles and Lara were both stunned to see Alex talking to Serena, and acting all nice. "What are you up to bitch?" Lara muttered ~~~~~~~ I got out of the restroom and saw my mother talking to a few of our business partners. "Hey, son. Meet Mr.Greg, he is one of our top clients." "You're welcome Mr. Greg…" I said and we continued our conversation.

Finally, the great Moon Goddess granted me a second chance. The Moon Goddess's power surged through me as I returned to the past. Ethan's mocking voice filled my ears once again. "My parents threatened to exile me if I didn't mate with you. Your trick really worked, didn't it?" His laugh was bitter and cold. "But even if we're bound as mates, I'll never give you my love. We'll never be happy." My eyes snapped open. There he was—Ethan, alive and breathing, standing right in front of me.

he said, and I sensed he was about to end the call. “I’ll come back,” I said quickly, holding my breath. “Excuse me?” “I’ll return to you. You can do anything you want, just don’t hurt my son. Bring him back to me, I beg you.” I shouldn’t be bargaining with him, but this was my only option. Vance had never hurt Elvis while we were married, but I knew he had the tendency to. This was my only shot at getting my son back. “Please bring him back,” I said.

I place a kiss on her cheek and reluctantly walk away. As we step outside my phone vibrates and flashes Dad. I slide right while I join Luca in the passenger seat. I hate riding with other people because then, they'll be touching my shit and that I can't stand. But because I just landed, Luca picked me up so Ryan could pick up my son from the academy. “Dad.” “Son. Are you back yet? There is something you need to see.” He says and I frown. “I just got back. What is it?”

I stood up, my chair scraping against the gleaming tile floor. “Thank you for your time,” I said, extending my hand. He also stood and shook my hand firmly. He personally saw me to the elevator and it wasn’t until the doors closed that I let out a long, deep sigh. Paying five times the amount of the original mortgage was an exorbitant sum, but I’d do whatever I had to do to get my family’s vineyard back. The moment I stepped out of the elevator, my phone rang. Assuming it was Willow, I glanced down at the caller ID and was surprised to see that it was my mother calling.

Good for her. After blocking their numbers, I dialed a number that I thought I would not need anymore. Just one ring and the person’s voice came up. “Isabella?” “Father…” There was a pause as I tried to manage the emotions threatening to drown me. I heaved a deep breath before I continued. “Father, I am coming back home.” I didn't even have to wait for too long because in no time, a fleet of cars had lined up at the city’s border and a large number of warriors began jumping out of the cars.

“A nice man helped me come back home.” I pulled away slightly and looked at him. “A nice man?” He nodded with a bright smile. “Yes. He lives upstairs. He found me when I pressed the wrong elevator button. He brought me back home and told me not to leave the apartment again.” A small smile appeared on my face even though my heart was still racing. Whoever that man was, he had helped my son when I couldn’t. I silently thanked God for sending someone kind to Liam. “I’ll have to thank him someday,” I said quietly before holding Liam close once more. “But first, you have to promise me something.”

“Marcus?” “Yes sir?” Adrian closed his eyes and swallowed. He had to ask it, even if it made him look extremely stupid. “Did you have feelings for my ex-wife?” Marcus paused, his eyes widened and his expression shifted from simple, to confused “... excuse me?” “You heard me.” “No, sir.” He answered flatly and he stood up. “Well if you'll excuse me sir…I'll leave now.” Before he got to the exit, Adrian called again. “Marcus!” Marcus paused and turned, still smiling.

“I’m so, so sorry for what my parents did to the pack. But in the name of the Goddess, I swear I didn’t know.” Maya wouldn’t even look at me, just ground her pestle into its mortar a little harder. “Please, Maya, I have a son. A little boy, he’s only four – he needs me – I have to get back to him. I’m begging you, please, have mercy on me. Let me go.” My voice dwindled to a whisper. Slowly, Maya’s hands stilled. She flicked her bright dark eyes up to meet mine, and I saw nothing but coldness there.