Serana Mother Novels & Stories

The garden felt very still,frost on the stone, and breath visible between us. The pendant was catching the morning light in my peripheral vision, I didn't take it, not yet. "Say that again," I said quietly. Senna held my gaze, patiently and steadily The stillness of someone who had rehearsed this moment many times and was now simply living it. "Sera was my mother," she said. "Same mother, different fathers." I stared at her, then silver eyes, and lastly the pendant.

Mother Queen, on the other hand, cleared her throat and looked at me. “I can understand that you are trying to protect her. But you have to consider the fact that we are trying to protect you too.” I narrowed my gaze slightly. “Have I ever needed your protection, Mother Queen?” “Levante!” Her voice sharpened. “I don’t like the ungrateful way you are thinking right now. Also, we are not murderers. That girl can only—” “Serenity. Her name is Serenity.” She took a breath, correcting herself, “Right. Serenity can’t lift your curse. She can’t even help you with anything except calming you down when your condition worsens. But—”

Serena appeared with weapons and magical supplies, her expression unreadable. "You're really committed to this path," she said, watching me study the warehouse blueprints. "Once you start actively hunting Covenant cells, there's no going back. They'll make you their primary target." "They made me their target when they murdered my parents. I'm just returning the favor." "Your mother said something similar before they killed her." Serena's violet eyes held mine. "She was brilliant and powerful and absolutely certain she could win. But she underestimated how far The Covenant would go to stop her. How many lines they'd cross. How much they'd sacrifice to maintain control."

Her eyes — storm-gray, fierce and desperate. “Mother,” Serenya whispered. “Yes,” Maelis said softly. “The woman who doomed us all.” Serenya shook her head. “No. You did this.” “Oh, child,” Maelis murmured, circling her slowly. “Your mother sealed the first blood pact. She believed she could control the ancient magic that runs in your veins. But she underestimated me — and her own daughter.” Serenya’s throat closed. “You’re lying. I was a child. I couldn’t—”

May the goddess show me that it was worth letting her go. I sit on the edge of the bed, staring into emptiness, my heart heavy. The sense of loss is overwhelming, as if a piece of me is being forcibly torn away. Serena may be her biological mother, but I was the one who raised her, who has been by her side from the beginning. And now, to see Dandara leave to live with her... It's as if I'm losing not just a daughter, but part of my own identity.

He found me in the mapping office on a Thursday morning and stood in the doorway with the expression I had come to recognize as the one that preceded something real. "She knew my mother," he said. "Her name was Seren, and she was—according to Vera—determined and impossible and remarkable. She died the day I was born from a hemorrhage the pack's healer couldn't stop. She was twenty-three." He paused. "The same age as your mother when she left." "Twenty-three seems to have been a significant year for the women in our families," I said.

As time passed, Serena fell asleep listening to Adrian's breathing. Serena awoke in the same meadow from her previous dream, she looked up and saw her mother staring at her with a sad expression on her face, "Mother I couldn't save him, he was badly hurt and now he is unconscious, I don't know what to do," Serena cried into her hands, "My dear Serena, stop your tears," Queen Tiara said, caressing her cheek, "I know how you feel about Lycan's mother, but I love him; please help me save him," Serena begged as she stared into her mother's eyes, her tears blurring her vision.

What Stella just said reminded me of someone, but that person's death was utterly opposite to what she said. "So what about my mother? Why doesn't she raise me? Where is my family?" Serena shed tears, her voice choked. "Please tell me, Stella." "I do not know." Stella frowned in discomfort. "I just eavesdropped; they didn't tell me. Why should I learn them for you if I don't care about you?" Serena backed away in frustration, her shoulders shaking like a helpless puppy. It hurts my heart so much that it feels like someone tore it apart and rubbed salt in it.

“I didn’t know. About your family specifically. I knew Adrian destroyed many companies, ruined many lives, but I didn’t know yours was one of them.” “Well, now you do. And your son, knowing all of this, still decided to pursue my daughter under a false identity. What kind of mother raises a child who would do something like that?” The question hits its mark. Serena flinches like I’ve slapped her. “A mother who failed,” she says quietly. “A mother who was so consumed by her own pain and survival that she didn’t see what her son was planning. What he was doing.” “Did you know? About him lying to Maya?”

My voice rang louder than intended, slicing into the silence. Heads snapped toward me. “You will hold your tongue,” Elder Haran snarled, eyes narrowing. “This council is no place for a girl.” “I’m not a girl,” I shot back, heat flooding my chest. “I am Serena Draven, daughter of the Alpha. My brother should have sat in this place. If he cannot, then why shouldn’t I?” For one heartbeat, silence. Then— Laughter. It rolled around the chamber, cruel and dismissive. Elder Fenrick chuckled until his eyes watered.