I Became The Heros Mom Spoiler Novels & Stories

It was Draco, Instinctively, I pulled away; my heart raced, fear seeping into my bones. "I must have startled you", he grinned, "Follow me, let's go meet Mum and Dad", those titles didn't seem right, He draped his hands over my shoulder and pulled me along, I tensed but followed him silently, not daring to protest, we strode into the spacious sitting room, and on its lavish cushion sat Draco's mum and dad discussing, "Mum, Dad. Hera is finally awake; it worked!" He announced, what worked? I thought,

she said while rubbing her tummy. She then let go of Alpha Killan and turned to face everyone. Running towards Killan's mother and father, she told them, "Mother-in-law, father-in-law. I am pregnant. Finally, the moon gods have answered my prayers and given this pack the heir that was snatched to it by that evil Cami... What is going on here? Aren't you guys happy for us?" She asked when everyone started leaving the office silently without giving her a glance or congratulating her.

My dad's recovery went smoothly, and he was ready to be discharged. Hera hadn't shown up. I was starting to think Elio had mistaken someone else for her—until the day my dad was supposed to leave, and she appeared, frantic. Hera burst through the door and cried, "Mom! Dad! Sebastian! Am I too late?" She studied us as we packed up. "Hera? Is that you? That's wonderful! Hello, dear!" My mother's grin spread immediately. "No, it's never too late! We know you've been busy. But today we're all going home, and you can come with us!"

I put a large chunk of steak in my mouth. “Heron, what happened?” Pandia inquired with her mouth full. Some bad habits never grow old. I looked across at her. She was a true beauty with her black wavy hair and green eyes. She got Dad’s eyes while I inherited Mom’s blue ones. “Forbes and Axel are on the case. We will figure that out soon.” I aimed my gaze directly at Dad, “I will not release any of them until I find that girl.” “How badly did they hurt her?” Mom wanted to know. As Luna, the women and children were her responsibility.

Slowly, the nightmares' grip loosened, and a relieved sigh escaped my lips. "I saw her," I said, my voice and chin trembling. "She was so bitter and accused me of betraying her." "You saw who?" My mom asked, touching the base of her neck. I trailed off again, trying to recollect the nightmare."I saw Hera, Alpha Damien's dead Aunt. She blamed me for her death." My mom's jaw dropped open in surprise."Oh dear, it's your guilt playing on your emotions, that's all. I'm sure that woman, wherever she is, is resting. Don't let her death eat you up. Everything that happens in life is orchestrated by the Moon Goddess."

Mom muttered, grimacing at the mug of coffee in her hands even though her eyes fluttered shut as she took a deep drink. I shifted uncomfortably on the sofa, glancing between my parents before zeroing in on the door I knew he slept behind. His even breaths and steady heartbeat were music to my ears, the sweetest symphony that even the putrid White Bull couldn’t touch. “Does he know I won Iridian?” Mom’s lips flatted into a thin line, her face severe where it had once been light and carefree. “Yes, we told him that much.” She nodded curtly.

How the hell did they survive this? Panting, my voice just a whisper, I croak, “She’s a Riding Hood. I can’t be mated to that.” “She was a Riding Hood,” Mom says, stepping beside Dad, her hand on his arm. The skin-to-skin contact calms him immediately. “She was born into it, just like you were born to Julian.” “She’s the strongest witch in the world, Mom,” I say, voice shaky but rising. “It’s only a matter of time before she turns on us.”

"That is her mom, and dad. Her mom is her dad's chosen mate. He chose her after his first mate died. Izza's mom was a witch. Izza's father met her mother through my parents. He was my dad's adviser, and she was my mom's best friend." "There is nothing other than these pictures here," I said as I leafed through them. There was one with Izza and Blaine, looking carefree. One of Amyra and Izza donned in ball gowns. One picture was with the whole royal family, while Izza was sitting on the massive throne. "She was almost a princess, too, wasn't she?" "She was. After her dad and mom died... my mom took care of her. Amyra and Izza were the same to her," he whispered.

One of the men informed my father. In just a few minutes he reached this place and kneeled down to hug me. “What are you doing here, my son?” He asked, looking at me while caressing my back. “I understood everything, dad.” I spoke. “She is our enemy’s daughter, right?” I said. He nodded instantly. “I let her fall down from here, dad. You don’t have to worry about her.” I assured him and he smiled after hugging me tightly. “You proved to everyone that you’re my son.”

When my mate and the Alpha of the Silvermoon pack, Ares Hamilton, was forced to choose between saving my mother or retrieving his lover's late mother's keepsake, he chose the keepsake without hesitation. By the time Ares finally learned that my mother, Celia Hale, had died, he wept and begged for my forgiveness. But by then, I was long gone. … To the left, beneath an overhang in the rock wall, Mom was cornered by three Rogues with her back jammed against the stone.