Serana Mother Novels & Stories

I flush, nodding for her to continue. Serena smirks faintly, clearly amused by my embarrassment. “I’m sure you’ve guessed by now that I’m a witch. But I’m not just any witch—I’m a dark witch. My grandmother and mother were dark witches, but my father was a Beta wolf. I was born with a wolf, and for a time, I thought I’d escaped my fate. When I shifted for the first time, I believed I was free of the darkness.” Her voice falters, the smirk fading into something far more vulnerable. “But their blood was stronger. The dark magic awakened in me and killed my wolf. I was left weak... And then... She pauses, her voice faltering slightly. “I met Elijah’s father.”

The woman seemed to sense my scrutiny because she looked up, meeting my gaze with eyes that held both wisdom and wariness. "What happened?" I demanded, my voice carrying the authority of an Alpha who wouldn't tolerate any threat to his mate. The woman immediately bowed her head in a gesture of respect that surprised me. "Alpha," she said formally, "I meant no harm to your mate. I am Meredith, a friend of her late mother." "It's nothing," Serena said quickly, wiping at her tears with the back of her hand. "She was just telling me about my mother, that's all." But I could see in her eyes that it was far from nothing. There was a pain there that went deeper than simple grief, a hurt that spoke

I heard my bodyguards gasping and calling my name but I ignored them and fixed my gaze on Tessa Walter, Tyler’s mother. The elegant and strict woman was looking at me with rage in her eyes. Her neck and face were red because of anger and she was breathing heavily. Her always meticulous hair was messy now. “What did you do, Serena? Huh? You almost got my granddaughter killed. What kind of a mother are you?”

She didn’t feel or hear anything for a few seconds until a powerful force made Sera look up. And there was Mother, with her flowing dark blue hair, greyish eyes and lightly blue skin like the moon’s glow. "You have come to me again, child. Do you think you are worthy of my presence?" And at the same moment, Sera felt herself being thrown into the depths of those waters.

Not yet. Sera took a step toward me, her hands twitching at her sides. "I am honestly sorry for what they did to you, Mother," she said. Her voice was shaking, and she looked down at the blood on the floor. "They weren't supposed to go that far. It was supposed to be an extraction. Yvara promised me she wouldn't draw blood."

“Your job is simple, you are to give the Alpha an heir...” she said, looking the slave in the eye. “And if I can't?” She asked, looking down at her feet. “What happens then?” “You die...” ******************** In a world where a woman's value is only played by her ability to give a child, Serena is tested in a way like no other. Either you can give the Alpha an heir, or you die. But when he turns out to be her mate... the whole game changes.

what they were doing paid off. She is pregnant. She's carrying the heir of Acheron. They are going to have a child and he doesn't want their child to realize that they are not whole. He grew up without a mother, Sera was the only one lucky enough to meet their mom before she died giving birth to him, that's why he doesn't want that to happen to his son—to always think and wish he had met his dad, that he could have seen him , that it would have seen how he grew up.

She flinched back with disguist when he circled her and tried to touch her hair. "Eliana did a great job... So sad that she died before vitnessing her art." Valerina frowned not understanding what is he trying to say. "Not understanding?" He chuckled. "Your mother, Kiddo... Eliana is your mother and I am your Uncle..." Valerina looked at him shocked. "Long story, I know!... But right now you need to know only one thing which is, Serenity is the one who killed your real mother..." He faked his sadness.

Serena stood in disbelief as Rick's hurtful words echoed in her mind. Serena raised a warning finger, her voice trembling with anger. "Don't bring my mother into this. You know nothing about her." Rick's callous response only fueled Serena's fury. "Why are you angry I called your mother? How do you think she feels? Unfortunately, she isn't here to express how she feels, having a disgrace like you as her child. She is definitely glad she died early and doesn't have to see this day," Rick taunted, clicking his tongue mockingly. Serena could feel the anger rising within her as he mercilessly attacked her late mother. His callousness cut deep, and she struggled to contain her emotions..

He leaned against the edge of the desk, arms crossed, studying her. “What did you find?” Serena finally turned the photo so he could see. His brows knit as he read the name scribbled on the back. “Elena Romano.” “My real mother,” Serena said flatly. For a moment, Matteo said nothing. The silence pressed between them like another presence. Finally, he exhaled. “I thought Isadora was—”