Is Percy's Mom Dead Novels & Stories

At that moment, my mother was silent on the phone for a moment before exploding into an even fiercer rage. "Dead? Don't try to fool me! How could she be dead? When Laura died, she didn't have the decency to die with her. If she were going to die, she'd have done it long ago, not waited until now!" She screamed hysterically, ordering Leisha to keep listening to the call. "Tell Zoe to search the room thoroughly! She's probably just faking it to avoid responsibility."

I let out a cold, bitter laugh from deep in my throat. Only now did they admit their mistakes. Had I not gotten sick, would they have clung stubbornly to their pride forever? The hospital room was thick with awkward grief. I remained silent, unmoving, as though I hadn't heard a word. After a moment, Shane's voice cracked as he asked the doctor, "Can my sister's illness be treated?" The doctor shook his head. "It's complicated. Even if she recovers, she will need lifelong medication." "Ah!" My mother couldn't hold back. She collapsed onto me, sobbing uncontrollably. "How could this happen? What have I done? I caused this… Lily… I deserve to die!"

Percy said a little more firmly, “We were going to get her situated in my quarters. That was where we were about to head. If you need to speak with her about anything, it will have to be in my presence. I’m sorry, Alpha.” After a few seconds, when my shock fades away, a slow smile spreads on my face. This is good. This is different from our first life, but I think Percy taking Yasmin as a mate can only be a positive for everyone. Percy’s mate was killed in the last war, and he grew bitter in my first life, suffering the effects of losing his mate at such a young age. I wonder why he didn’t take Yasmin back then as a chosen?

I felt a deep, gnawing guilt—an unshakable blame that I wasn’t better prepared or more present when my people needed me most. “Has anyone checked on the Graces?” I urged, my voice sharp with urgency. My hands clenched into fists, my sense of panic mounting. “We need to leave immediately.” “Sir, I’m sorry to report that the parents are dead and Seraphina is missing,” Percival called from the bottom of the hill. His words struck me like a physical blow.

“It’s her situation. Our mother just died. And you kept her out like she’s some unstable object you don’t want near sharp corners.” Percy’s jaw tightened slightly. “She’s not in a state where–“ I cut him off “Don’t finish that like it makes it better.” A pause wavered I stepped forward slightly. “She’s still a person. And that was her mother.” Persia’s voice softened a fraction “We didn’t exclude her lightly.” “That’s not the point,” I said. “The point is she didn’t get a choice.” Percy looked away again. That was the first real crack I saw in him, it looked quiet

The young guy, Percy, cried. Percy was wailing when his mother arrived. "Adrian!" Katarina Jade Mattheios, his mother, called him while in tears. When Percy heard the voice of his mother, he immediately pushed his bodyguards and ran toward her. "Mom! Please, wake him up! He can't die! Mom!" Katarina burst out in tears after hearing his son cry and almost beg. "W-We cannot take him back anymore . . . W-We can't, A-Adrian."

he shouted. Jace broke down quietly. Jason released him and turned to his father. “Dad… what’s happening? Is Mom okay?” Silence. “Why is no one talking?” he yelled again. “Mom…” Jennifer’s voice shook before she burst into tears. Jace finally spoke, his voice heavy with grief. “Mom is gone, Jason.” Everything froze. “What are you saying?” Jason whispered, his lips trembling. “Jason… Susan is dead,” his aunt added, covering her face as she cried.

On the other end of the phone, Dad fell silent for several seconds. Then, he exploded. "Your mother is dying, and you still have the mood to play games? As her son, aren't you even going to see her one last time?" I put the phone on speaker and tossed it onto the corner of the desk. My fingers flew across the keyboard as I continued gaming. "Yeah, I heard you the first time," I replied indifferently. Through the headset, my teammates' tense callouts rang in my ears.

She could not fetch them from school because of her work. "So, you are my mom's friend?" Calici asked while playing with her stuffed toy. "Yes," he replied while driving. "Do you like our mom?" Calici asked. "If you like her, just give up already. My mom still loves my dad." Perxeus crossed his arm while furrowing his eyebrows. "I am just her friend. Where's your dad anyway?" he asked. "He is dead." "What's your daddy's name?" 'Please, tell me it's not Laurence,' pleads his mind. Although, it’s futile because Cali told him that her husband had died, it’s obviously Laurence.