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she said, smacking her tiny hand over her face as I laughed. It was peaceful here. I could not imagine why Travis would want to come in and destroy what we had. I had to find a way to stop him. “Mummy, my butt itches,” Landon said. I laughed, ushering them to go in and have their bath. When they were gone I turned to him as he had an excited look on his face. “They called me daddy. Did you hear that?” “Yes I did. Wait, is this the first time they called you daddy?”

“ Your mommy.......yeah , where is your mommy ?...........Your mommy caught a thief at the company but ended up throwing a bucket of paint at the president in front of some important investors for a project . “ said Alex . “ Haaah ! Why is my mommy so clumsy ? “ said Angelo . “ I , too wonder the same thing, little buddy . Why is your mother so weird ? “ said Alex then looked at Angelo’s worried expression . “ Wanna give him a call ? “ asked Alex . “ Can I ? “ said Angelo with a hopeful expression . “ Sure ! As long as you don't make us accomplices . Your godfather really has no time to waste on being punished . " said Alex with a smile .

he asked. “That was a long time ago,” mommy answered. I heard a sound and mommy screaming and I looked. The scary man was hitting mommy. I shrieked and thrashed. I don’t know why uncle Jason was not helping mommy. “Shut her up Jason.” The scary man looked at me. “Please.” Mommy begged. I saw mommy holding the man’s legs but he kicked her. “You are hurting her,” I screamed. “I’m fine honey,” mommy wheezed.

"Mummy, I've found Daddy!" A frisson of shock fills me at the sound of the calling voice, my heart caught in an array of unmatched beats. Turning immediately to the direction of the door, I wiped my forehead, my face almost turning red with anger. I could perfectly recognize the voice, it was that of my four year old daughter, Ivy.

"You're lying! I didn't steal any presents!" The words had just left my lips when Mom roared, "Claire Peterson!" She stormed toward me until she was standing in front of me. She grabbed my bloody arm and hissed, "How dare you talk back to Amanda and lie in front of everyone? You have utterly humiliated me, allowing everyone to ridicule me! I have no choice but to teach you a lesson you'll never forget." The pain should have been excruciating as Mom dug her fingers into my wounds. But I couldn't feel anything.

CHAPTER 6 "You were a blessing from God,” I said.” "Magic?" His lip pushed out. He wasn't buying it. "Yes, Baby." "But science says there's no such thing as magic." "There is, Baby Sevi." "You're lying, Mommy. Why?" "He's dead but I'm here, right? I'm your mommy and your daddy. And you have Auntie Steph, Auntie Heath, Grandma and Grandpa. We all love you." He didn't push it after that, even though I knew he had a hundred more questions sitting behind those green eyes. He just turned his attention back to the video.

"The nerve," "Come on baby, I'm not flirting with his ass," she said. "I'm just...admiring Mother Nature," "Mother nature?" she laughs. "That doesn't even sound right," "No running boys!" I heard yelling from my mother, from inside the house. "You still have a nice ass, don't worry," she whispered. "Don't worry," she laughed as she patted my ass. "That doesn't make me feel better," I mumbled, eyeing the two toddlers racing to where we were. "Marct's...kids?" I asked, unable to recognise the two boys. One had to be ten or so years and the other seven. "More kids?"

Mum said it in her usual emotionally blackmailing manner. “We'll be fine, mom!” I shouted. “You had better count it a privilege to save your family from penury,” Dad said. I felt disdain start to brew the more he spoke. “You're evil. All of you! If that's all you care about, why don't you tell Beth to get married to him?” “We have no choice,” Mr. Johnson retorted. “Take off the dress!” He ordered. My brows raised abruptly, and they closed in. “Are you fucking serious?”

She explained with so much calm, as if the tension in the room didn’t just become thick enough to be cut with a knife. Or as if she did not just tell me that the only legacy left to me by my parents was on the verge of bankruptcy. “Aunty… Uncle Victor…” I croaked as I took a seat, trying to relax my shaky legs. “D…didn't you all tell me that Carlos insisted on taking full responsibility and that you'd convinced him to help, but he insisted?” I asked, my hands folded on my lap, clenched in fists as they shook. The blows I was getting dealt were too much.

EPISODE FIFTY SIX THEME: His entitlement MOON STONE FORTRESS AT THE PACK HOUSE: ALPHA CARL CHAMBERS "Hey mom!” Jaylen practically yelled from the door way, trying to make a silent emphasis for Gabriella and Claire to let him be. Meagan looked up from the bed where she had been caressing Carl's hair and a big smile spread on her face as their eyes locked. Before she could attempt to get up, Jaylen already took long strides and was hugging his parents.