Sons Of Anarchy Mother Of Jax Mga Nobela at Kwento

I wouldn't live peacefully knowing I had killed my own mother, despite what she had done to me. "Did my mother say anything?" Jax asked out of the blue, his arm around my waist tightening. I could feel his mood change as he brought up his mother in front of the person who took her away from him. It was taking him such immense control to reign in his murderous feelings. His wolf was close to the surface, pushing to rip her apart. "Who?" My mother feigned interest. "Your pathetic mother?" She then mocked, rolling her eyes. Jax's hand was around her throat in an instant, pulling her to her feet as she attempted to free herself.

The 'thump, thump' sound of their racing hearts didn't abate, rather it continued increasing in tempo, as the mother and son engaged in a glaring contest. The uncomfortable silence was broken by the mirthless chuckle of Jax. With crossed arms, he looked directly into his mother's eyes, "I'm disappointed, Mum. What's the big deal if I address my mate's mother as 'Mother'?" His demeanor was calm. "I forbid it!" Luna Becca barked. "My daughter, where is she?" A hardened tone interrupted their sudden tiff, as Jax was about to rebuke his mother. "She's fine." Jax smiled at Lucy.

“ Looks like you’ll be seeing a lot of me, baby girl.” I rolled my eyes and tried to remove his arm from around me. “ Please get your meaty hands off of me and don’t call me baby girl.” I whispered-yelled then my mother began to pull away and slammed on her brakes when she saw something or shall I say someone. Dean Masterson, Jaxon’s father. He stared at my mother and I could tell there was a history, she looked uncomfortable and almost frightened. He began coming towards the car and she floored it.

I asked. "Alpha business probably and all those treaties." My mother replied quickly and I narrowed my eyes at why her voice seemed panicked. "Then who is "HE"?" I asked and put on a large and husky voice. My mother and father shared a look before turning to me. "Alpha Jaxon Ryker." Cue one of those horrible thunder noises in movies when something horrifying is mentioned because I just wet my purple undies.

"Jax, whatever happened, we'll figure it out." A bitter laugh escaped me. "Some things can't be fixed." I finally looked directly at her. "My mother betrayed us." She let out a biker sigh, "i knew you'd eventually find out." The confession on my tongue tasted like blood. "My mother worked with Kingshade." Lena's eyes avoided mine. "She admitted it." The words hurt but I continued, every single one. Lena's voice softened. "Jax..." "That's not all." I stopped her then laughed again.

Mom slapped Jason. “Do you even hear what you are saying?” Mom’s voice was filled with anger and pain. And Jason laughed like a maniac. “I know the truth is bitter. But you should know that your daughter is the same. She had killed Alpha Dax's son. She had killed my cousin Morana. Who knows how many more she had killed behind my back.” I stumbled back in shock and I could hear Mom gasp. “No, it can't be possible. You are lying.” Mom’s voice shook at the end. I knew what she was going through at this time. I just wanted to hide from everywhere.

Jett told mom and dad what happened, and they came to the central region with Jade and Brayden, Indie and little Jamie, their newborn pup. Jade of course comes barreling at me, “JAXON! HOW COME WE HEARD FROM JETT AND NOT YOU!” She said as she jumped on me and laughed, “DON’T THINK THIS MAKES YOU BETTER THAN ME! I WILL STILL HAVE SABLE FREEZE YOU IN PLACE, SO I CAN DO YOU UP LIKE A HOOKER!” Mom and dad laughed. “I’m so proud of you, Jaxon. I never imagined I would give birth to a king.” My mom said with happy tears in her eyes.

He left Nerissa stunned by the huge secret he had been hiding for the past three months. "I hate Emory and the Zyranos Pack, Nerissa. God help me! By all that is holy, I despise them," Jaxon said in despair. His inner conflict grew stronger, tormenting him as he forced himself to continue speaking. "Luna Aretha, Emory's birth mother, killed my parents. I saw with my own eyes how she shot Mama and Papa with those silver bullets. And I..." His face hardened, his jaw clenching against the flood of emotion. "...barely survived her hands myself. So, tell me, Nerissa, how can I possibly love Emory?" Not a word escaped Nerissa's lips. Jaxon's confession made her freeze. "A-Alpha."

He looked up at me standing in the doorway. “Do not start with me Noel. She is going to see her mother tomorrow and that is final.” Jax may be injured but he could still muster that scowl that I detest. “It will do my girls some good to have a real example of a mother in their lives.” Jax always knew the words that could cut me down to the core. I had tried my best to be a motherly figure to the girls since I had moved in. I cherished the mornings that I had helped Helen get ready for school. The nights we had spent in the kitchen while I was teaching them to cook. Even the small conversations that Isabella and I would have now where she is actually talking and not being sarcastic. With his

My mind went completely blank, a horrible, hollow numbness spreading through my chest. My mother. I had spent weeks hating my father, building up a burning rage to destroy him for framing me even with the warnings from earlier didn’t help, hearing it directly from the maid's mouth made it real in the worst way possible. How could she do this? How could a mother frame her own daughter, put her through that hell, and then look her in the eye and fake her love? "Soraya," Jax whispered. "What do we do now? Who do we report this to?"