Mothers Warmth Episode 3 Novels & Stories

“Angel, you don’t need to train to keep them safe. I have an army of warriors to keep them safe, I will keep you all safe.” ….. “Aida would you like a hot drink?” Mother asks Aida as we enter the palace, holding her arms out to her for an embrace. I had mind-linked Mother on the journey to say Aida was feeling out of sorts. I took a longer route back to allow Mother to return first, to offer Aida some comfort as we arrived home. Aida missed her mum daily but mother was determined to be there for her. “Yes, thank you Lorrel.” Aida says as she takes both babies out of their car seats and walks them to the play mat in the front room.

If he bore even a shred of that courage, their mother’s spirit would finally be still in the Moon Realm. Jamil wiped Elena’s tears with the back of his hand, pulling her close and hugging her arm tight. The glow of the television swept against their faces. Both their eyes locked on the image of their mother on the screen. Her soft gaze, frozen in time, filled their hearts with fire and sorrow. In silence, Jamil swore an oath deep inside. He would live his life strong, so their mother’s spirit would never have to worry from the other side. The program ‘Connecting to family’ was still running, the voices of the pack filling the hall.

--- Ammie followed slowly. Stepping into the house— And immediately feeling it. Peace. Familiarity. Warmth. --- Her eyes moved around the room. Everything looked the same. Simple. Calm. Safe. --- “…I missed this,” she whispered. --- She walked toward her mum. Who was standing quietly in the kitchen. Not looking at her. --- Ammie moved closer. Then gently— She hugged her from behind. --- “I’m sorry,” she whispered. --- Her mum didn’t move at first.

“Dominic is not forthcoming.” “No,” my mother said. “He isn’t.” Warmly. The warm accurate observation of a woman who had known Dominic for four years. “He keeps things until he knows what they are.” Elaine looked at her son. “Yes,” she said. “He always has.” My mother sat. The room resettled around her arrival, the new configuration, and I watched my mother deploy the specific skill she had always had — the ease in rooms, the warmth without performance, the specific quality that made being in her orbit feel uncomplicated.

“Please wake up, Baby. I’m right here. Your sisters are here. We all need you. Cason is scared as Hell and I bet he would love for you to give him some advice on how to calm down until we can figure out how to get back home.” I rock her and squeeze her tight. “Can someone get me a blanket? She’s too cold.” I open my eyes and see the six women still in the living room approach me. They position themselves so they are all close to her and carefully place their hands on her. They close their eyes and give a soft, mournful sound that is reminiscent of a howl, but more melodious. I wait for them to stop and catch a breath, but they don’t. Somehow, they’re able to keep the comforting sound going.

“If you say good one more time, I’m throwing you out.” Lucas only gave her a nervous smile. “That means you still have plenty of strength.” “You really have a death wish.” On the other side of the room, Sarah—Lucas’s mother—was organizing the baby bag, occasionally stepping over to smooth Auri’s hair. She had arrived even earlier than Lucas and had quietly taken charge of all the little things other people often forgot. “Sweetheart, have a little water after this, all right?” she said gently. “Your lips are dry.”

“Okay, momma.” “Good. Let us go to the gamma and get your scratch treated.” Though the warm chocolate eyes were still wavering, the mother could feel from his loosening grip that she succeeded in assuring him. If only she was indeed true. Besides the mother and son pair, an old woman walked away. Her hunched back and staggering knees were a dead giveaway that she was in a hurry to go back inside the small hut she was living in. No one noticed her gone and no one cared. Not even the healing gammas neither the patrolling deltas nor the soaked cloaked pair.

You have to be strong for your mum," she muttered amidst tears. "Okay . Aunt.." he replied and wiped away the tears from his eyes. They both composed themselves well and went into the house. Lian met his mother in the living room having a glass of juice. "Mum...?" he called with a distressful look "Son...., what's wrong." she queried anxiously as she stood from her seat to meet her son. "Mum..., we lost Clifford." "What?!" she exclaimed, stunned. *********** KATE'S HOUSE It's 8 pm now,

"You're in heat, and he's the only one who can put an end to it. It makes sense that you'll need to mate with him to put an end to his own illness too. Although it's a bit of a stretch calling him ill. But he's not himself." My thighs clenched at the thought. I wasn't even scared, even though Dante seem a bit like a stranger. I had a sudden conviction that he wouldn't hurt me. And I really needed for my heat to end. I needed to feel his touch on my skin in real life, not just in dreams. It felt like hours had passed before Mom returned, with Luna Odessa and Mira trailing behind her. "Kira. Are you okay?" Mom knelt beside me and placed a hand on my head and my neck, checking my temperature. "

“... but I’m not sure if I’ll ever be okay.” My mother’s eyes softened. She gathered me in her arms, rocking me back and forth. “I know it may not feel like it right now,” she muttered, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. “But we will heal together, my darling daughter.” She brushed her lips against my forehead in a feather-like kiss. “We are all here for you, always.” Her eyes drifted between everyone in the room. Maternal warmth and love only a mother could provide at such a vulnerable moment consumed me.