I Became The Heros Mom Spoiler Novels & Stories

One of them, I don't know who will open their voice, but I can't wait to hear the announcement. "Well, Bridgette. Do you remember Mr. Hero, your dad's best friend, and his son, Arthur, your old schoolmate?" mom asked with a warm smile that didn't fade from her face. "Yes, mom. What's wrong?" Actually I've kind of looked like Mr. Hero and his son, Arthur, but because I don't want to prolong the problem. I just asked so that mom could get straight to the point. "We're planning to strengthen the friendship between your dad and Mr. Hero by setting you and Arthur up-"

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.

The day the new Pack House was finished, my mother, Aria, the Luna, announced the room assignments. Every space in the three-story mansion was claimed. The top floor was the Alpha and Luna’s suite. The room next to it—the biggest, the most beautiful, with moonstones embedded in the walls to soothe a wolf’s soul—was for Chloe. Chloe’s father died ten years ago in the Blood Moon War. He sacrificed himself to save my brother, Jasper. After that, my family adopted her. The whole pack treated her like a hero’s orphan, protecting her at all costs. I traced the blueprints with my finger. Room by room. My name wasn't there. I asked my mother. She paused, then spoke in that gentle, matter-of-fact ton

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.”

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.

This time, they were finishing up. “You’re a hero,” Leon was saying. “You’re my hero.” A pause. “I don’t think so, buddy,” Asher replied. His voice softer now. “I think your mom is the hero.” Something in my chest tightened. “Your mom is a hero in your story and mine,” he continued. “She’s our hero.” “Yes!” Leon said excitedly. “Mom is a hero!” “And she’s tough,” Asher added. “And smart. And perfect.” “Yes!” Leon squealed.

I looked up to see the figure that loomed over her, breathing heavily as he towered above my mom's small frame, the man that is my father, Jack. "Where is it?" He yelled angrily as he stared down at my mom, "Where's it Grace?" My mom let out a whimper as she shook her head, "I told you, we...we don't have it!" That was a wrong answer because Jack kicked my mom right in the middle and she let out a painful moan but tried to get away from him. I glared at the man from where I was sitting on the floor in the living room with my hands clamped tightly against my three year old sister, Esmeralda's ears. I may be able to cover her ears and try to block the gory view from her with my body but Esme s

“We just wanted to give you a normal life and a normal future. However, we were always worried about the fact that your powers were dormant and so we consulted with several people, but no one would give solutions about it. We let fate play out as predicted. I only hope that now that you know who you are, you will understand what you are capable of doing for the benefit of many. I hope you find your mate, as I found your father and that you will be happy. You deserve to be happy.” “Mom—” “Your birth parents loved you more than anyone else, even more than me and Will love you and that's saying a lot, Ian,” my mother said and I couldn't help but cry. “I know you have a lot of unanswered questio