Sons Of Anarchy Mother Of Jax Novels & Stories

They knew about Jaxon and the promise he had made before I had even known his name. “How long have they known about me?” I asked but Jaxon didn’t answer. My chest tightened. “How long?” “I don’t know.” He said “But they were watching me before you came.” His silence confirmed it. I looked down at the phone again. A horrible thought entered my mind. “Were they watching me because of my mother?” Jaxon took the phone from my hand. “Probably.” “Probably?” His eyes met mine. “Your mother spent twenty-seven years keeping you hidden. Someone spent those same twenty-seven years trying to find out where you were.”

"And now you want me to tie myself to a lie forever just to satisfy your obsession with heirs? You want me to give up on Elena… the woman Jaxx Moretti is currently shielding because I was too much of a coward to do it myself?" "She's with a Moretti, Graham!" my mother shrieked, her carefully maintained poise finally cracking like fine china dropped on marble. Her face flushed crimson, and her hands trembled at her sides. "She's with the bastard! The one who wants to burn everything your father built! How can you even say her name in the same breath as your son's?"

Ajax said making Xenia confused. She asked frowning her brows," Safety? From whom?" " From my parents," Ajax answered. Xenia blinked her eyes confusingly. He asked her," Do you remember you told me about a black car? You told me that someone tried to kill you." Xenia nodded her head in positive creasing her brows. She was wondering what was he going to say. Lowering his head, Ajax said," My parents tried to kill you. Specifically, my mother." Ajax was embarrassed while taking his mother's name. Xenia was speechless but she couldn't avoid the pain in Ajax's voice.

His touch was light, almost reverent, but his hands were shaking. As he adjusted the band around my temples, he stepped closer. I could feel the heat radiating from his chest, the proximity forcing me to acknowledge that while Silas was a storm, Jax was a slow-burning fire. "I saw you in the medical wing," Jax said, his voice dropping to a low, rough whisper. "With her." I stiffened. "You knew. You all knew my mother was alive, hiding in the kitchens like a common servant while I was being sold to a psychopath."

He didn't spare a single glance for the Mate bleeding on the floor. Jaxon remained. He glared down at me, his face burning with hatred and a deep, conflicted shame. He had just attacked his mother, the woman who gave him life, and he had done it to protect the woman he wanted to replace her. "You're a bad lady!" Jaxon yelled, his voice cracking with emotion. "You just steal Sera's things! You make her unhappy! I want Sera to be my Mom! Not you, you wolf-less mistake!"

“Your biological Mother. You have royal blood running in your veins. You are the daughter of the late Alpha King. Your father was a primordial wolf and I was an Angel. Your father's closest friends backstabbed him and he died. They even killed me too. Before dying I locked your power and handed you to my personal maid who gave you to her daughter who raised you. Now I'm here to unlock your power. So that you can avenge your parents death.” “Who are they?” I asked her. I felt sad that I couldn't touch her. And couldn't feel the peace of being in Mother' arms. “Jaxon’s Father and the new Alpha King Lucas. Now close your eyes and let me unlock your power.” I closed my eyes and then I felt somet

Her mother stood up and moved to the window, looking out at the parking lot below. "Daggy, listen to me carefully. If Dynan knows Britty is his daughter then he's not going to just let you leave again. Alphas don't work that way, especially not with their own blood." "I know." Daggy's voice came out tired. "That's why I'm so scared, Mama. Because I finally built a life away from all of this and now it's going to come crashing down around me." "Maybe it's time to stop running," Mitchell said gently, turning back to face her. "Maybe it's time to face this head on and figure out what's best for Britty."

Juliette smirked, backing away with that same infuriating grace. "No, you were not. Your words were implying my mother abused a maid!" Katherine fired back. I'd never been so happy to see or hear my daughter's voice. Hearing her defend me like that—it made me feel warm inside, but guilty too. Guilty for all the lies I'd fed her, all the secrets I'd buried. "The maid in question was an omega. She was sick, and my mother did her best to get the best doctor to treat her. Don't you dare accuse her again."

“No matter how the surgery ended, Dr. Lancaster still tried to save your mother's life. Shouldn't that be even more reason for you to do the same for him?” “I'm not finished.” I looked directly at her. “During that surgery, Victor Lancaster handed part of the procedure over to his son.” The room went completely still. “At the time, his son was a medical intern who wasn't licensed to practice independently.” I paused. “The deviation that caused my mother's death wasn't Victor Lancaster's mistake.” My eyes settled on Ethan. “It happened because Ethan Lancaster's hands weren't steady enough.” The color drained from Ethan's face. “That's a lie.”

"I'm the town handyman your mother called me when things broke. That's all." "That's all," I repeated, not believing him for a second.The lawyer's office was three blocks away. I left Gus in the restaurant and walked there in the fading afternoon light, my mind spinning with everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours. Mr. Santoro was an old man who'd known my family since before I was born. He offered his condolences, handed me documents to sign, and then dropped the bomb I should have seen coming."Your mother remarried six months ago."I stared at him. "What?"