Understanding The Borderline Mother Novels & Stories

Mother was a doctor in the hospital and was busy traveling to the smaller Packs near the Vampire border, helping to fix up their Warriors after several recent border disputes. A trickle of warmth spread through me seeing them all in the same room as me, and when all their eyes turned to me, it grew a little bit more. However, the glares they shot me smothered it instantly. Someone had said something to me and I missed it. “Are you going to answer your Alpha, slave,” father roared at me, walked over and striking me across the cheek. My mouth gaped open all on it’s own, he’d never hit me before. Before I could blink, Mother was on me.

“Jonathan, I was wrong. I really know that now. Could you forgive me this time? “My mother’s old. She can’t handle any more stress. Besides, I already lost my job. If this keeps going, my family and I will be done for. “Could you speak up for me and my mother online? Jonathan, I’m begging you.” I was indifferent. “What does this have to do with me? You and your mother caused this trouble.” Amelia was upset with my indifferent treatment toward her. She stepped closer and anxiously said, “Jonathan, how could you say that? We’re supposed to spend our lives together.”

"My mother has not really apologized. She has reframed her abuse as concern. There is a difference." "Jake, I am your mother. I love you. I always have." "You have a strange way of showing love. Threatening my girlfriend. Hiring stalkers. Trying to take my son." "I was trying to protect you from making a mistake." "I was twenty years old. It was my mistake to make." Dr. Carvalho interrupted. "I am hearing a lot of pain on both sides. Margaret, you felt excluded and disrespected. Emma and Jake, you felt controlled and threatened. Can we find middle ground?"

"Wonders shall never end! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! I added. Truly when a novice at swimming falls into the sea all the less fishes will take a nip at you. Imagine a mere employee talking disrespectfully to me in such a disgraceful manner. I could never blame her? No! I can't, but blame myself. After all those countless meet ups, if only I was in a stable relationship by now? She wouldn't have the effrontery to accost me like this. However, I am just a victim of circumstances. One which I don't know how it began nor how to stop it! How I wish I knew what to do to break this circular chain of a bondage. "I Couldn't be your mom cause you'd be married off by now. " she replied capably as if she could matc

Then it hits me like a damn truck. I bet my mother thought she was safe in this pack too. I bet she thought she could roam the pack borders like she has done a million and one times as a child and a warrior without a care in the world. But on this day, she couldn’t. Because on this day, our pack wasn’t safe. Our borders were compromised, or our pack has been under attack and now my mother is fucking dead. I can’t leave her alone to fend for herself. Especially not how she was found before.

At my mother's handwriting, her flourishes, her desperate hope. "She doesn't get to rush this," I said. "She doesn't get to write beautiful words and expect everything to reset. If I let her back in, it will be on my terms. Slowly. With boundaries she doesn't get to negotiate." "Yes," Alex agreed. "But…" The word caught in my throat. "But I don't want to become someone who shuts people out permanently. Who decides that one failure, however large, erases everything that came before. I don't want to be my fear. I want to be my choice… but…she is also my mother and not some stranger."

“Mom is going to be leaving tonight.” “I heard, but are you sure that you are doing the right thing, Diablo?” I asked gently. “I know that you are going to tell me that she's crossing her limits with me, but I can set my own boundaries. I can force her to respect me somehow, even though I know that it's not going to be easy. You need to understand that this is your mother. You're going against her is not going to take you anywhere.”

An awkward silence follows and we both sit silently as we watch a cricket scale the cottage wall. "I'm sorry, I…I shouldn’t have said that," I break the silence with an apology. I lost my remorse, my respect, I...this seems like the same trajectory his mother went down by. Hungry for knowledge only to be haunted by it. He takes a deep breath, obviously struggling with intense feelings. But he tries again. "She was a researcher, a woman of wisdom. There are many things she did successfully, many things she invented for Landon’s pack and many problems she solved, but just as many as she could decipher, there were many, many more that she could not understand. My mother tried to break the multi

she coos, running her hands up my arms. Jeez, my mother is standing right beside her. “I need to cool down. I’ll meet you back at dinner in a few minutes.” “Does this have anything to do with that girl?” Rosemary demands. I flick a pleading glance to my mother. I’m already on edge, for fuck’s sake, I can’t deal with Rosemary right now. “Of course not. There was a border breach. And that girl? She has been punished for her rudeness already. Don’t worry about her,” my mother responds to Rosemary for me.

"Maybe he just doesn't know that I love him. If I tell him that I love him and if he understands the depth of my love for him, he will, perhaps love me back." Choose her over Taria? "And is that what you want to wait on? A maybe? A perhaps? So you are just a "maybe"? Don't wait on that. You are worth much more than waiting on that!" There was anger in her mother's voice. Something clouded over Nadia's face and she shifted uncomfortably on the floor. The urge to stand up and walk out of the boundary rushed over her but she suppressed it. "If we were together I would have taught you how to get anything you want." Her mother floated within the boundary, her gaze settling on her every once in a