Who Is Selena's Real Mom の小説・ストーリー

"What did you say?" Martha, who was at the side, shrieked miserably, "Selena!" Tears filled her eyes as she shook her head, but Selena refused to hide it any longer. Selena turned around and said every word firmly, "Lucine didn't get lost back then. Mom secretly took her to her first love, who is also Lucine's biological dad, and left her in his care. "Your dear daughter, whom you've cherished for many years, isn't even your biological daughter."

"You cheated on me while I was pregnant! You said she would never step foot in this house, and now you dare to bring her back!" My parents' marriage was arranged, with little real affection, but life had been stable enough. When Mom gave birth to me, she discovered that Dad had a previous girlfriend and that he'd gotten back together with her while she was pregnant. When I turned one, that woman had a hard time giving birth to Selena. For my sake, Mom made Dad promise that Selena would never be acknowledged. And now, Selena was walking into the house as if she belonged. I straightened from Mom's embrace, my voice cold and hard.

From his reluctance, I could see that they didn't know. “I don't have parents. I fend for myself.” Okay, I'm beginning to think this had nothing to do with his ego. I turned to Selena's mother. “How much do you make? I mean, what do you do for a living and how much do you make?” She stepped forward a bit and I wkdnered how on Earth she could be okay with the fact that her daughters ex was saying he wanted to marry her and she was down for it. “I am into real estate and I make just enough. I make good money.”

I turned away, walking in direction of my pants. “Cover her with my shirt” I told Selena through the mind-link before I immediately shifted back and grabbed my pants, another surprise lay before my eyes as I turned after putting my pants on. Selena was one-sidedly hugging her mom and it almost appears like they were two of her. She was a replica of her mom, if I were to ignore a couple of wrinkles on her mom’s face, I’d probably be staring at the mirror image of her. How on earth is that even possible? “Who…who are you?” Her voice was a mess, that’s right, I didn’t actually meet Selena’s mom during the wedding since she was busy with the guests, how could I have missed out on this?

Selena was his daughter. Selena’s heart twisted with a storm of emotions. The father who had abandoned her, who had left her with those rogues, was not her real father after all. This man—the Alpha King, who had trained her, guided her, and saved her life—was her true father, her real family.

"I went through a lot before, you weren't even here in the world. There are things I can't tell you because you won't understand yet. It was a result of pain, anger, and mistakes. But I overcame all of that since I'd changed my mindset. That's why now... I want to tell you the truth. The secret I've been hiding for a long time." She just remained silent and waited for what I had to say…. But then she suddenly smiled at me. "Mom, Rye's my real father. You're going to say that, right?" My mouth fell open when she said that. It clearly stopped my heartbeat for a while. "Selena... how did you know about that?" She tilted her head. "It doesn't matter who told me about that. The big deal of this i

“Do you have to treat everything as a joke?” “I don’t see…” he began. “Now stop it you two please!” interrupted Jake impatiently. Fortunately, before either could start another argument, there was a loud hush among the person present as the doctor got out of the theatre and when they all surrounded him Selena forgot all about Ashton. Her sister was going to be a mother! Rachel was in fact her cousin, the daughter of her aunt Aimee but the latter had died from cancer since Rach was two. Ever since then, Selena’s mother Nora had taken up the responsibility her responsibility considering her as her own daughter. Rachel’s father Trevor had been around but Nora had provided the replacement needed

I take a step forward, but Selena’s hand gently holds me back. She walks to the edge of the platform, her voice steady and clear. “My mother was Lena Hayes. My father was Kael Vargasin. I was born in Bloodmoon, but my blood? It’s Silvermoon. My heart belongs to Silvermoon.” She locks eyes with the man who spoke, unwavering. “If anyone has an issue with that, they can say it to my face.” He shrinks back, his face flushing. The crowd laughs nervously, relief washing over them. Selena turns back to me, a small smile dancing on her lips.

Here it comes. “And I heard that sweet Selena girl is there too,” she added, too casually. “She’s always had a thing for you since you two were pups. Maybe it’s time to give her a chance.” “Selena is just another student, Mom.” “She’s from a good family. Beautiful. Smart. And I’ve seen the way she looks at you.” “I’ve seen it too,” I muttered. “That doesn’t mean I look back.” Besides, if I told her the truth—that I’d found my mate, that she was an Omega, that she was living under our roof—my mother would be on the next private flight to the academy, practically bursting through the gates with gifts and questions.

"What are you talking about?" She walked to her desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out a folder I recognized instantly as the kind of thing she never let anyone else touch. She set it on the desk between us without opening it. My mother watched me for a moment before continuing, like she was deciding how much of my reaction to enjoy before moving forward. "Selena came to me two years ago," she said. "Frightened. Desperate. She'd discovered, through her own quiet investigation, that you were unable to father children. A condition, she believed, that had existed for years, long before your marriage to her." My mother's eyes stayed fixed on mine, unblinking. "She was terrified I would blame her