Mama Seeks 소설 & 이야기

He looked so sleepy, and like any new mother, I was overwhelmed with emotions. The door opened, and Rea entered, smiling warmly at the sight of the young child in my arms. "I can see a bright future for our future alpha," she said. Rea had served us for a long time, and it was clear that serving our family brought her joy. She walked straight towards me, handing me a letter. "The alpha has sent a letter for you, Luna," she said. My husband was so old-fashioned; he loved classics and often communicated this way.

When they mentioned to Dominic that they came from Bordertown and moved to Westwood because their mother got a new job in a big Fashion and Clothing company, he was taken aback. "So tell me Shantel, what is the name of your mother?" He decided to ask. "The one and only child of Mr. Throndsen Romero... "MELINA ARYA THRONDSEN...

I cover the phone as I suck in a breath. “Yeah,” I manage. “I’d love to see them too. Missing Nathan and Freya’s handfasting sucked—but thanks for livestreaming it for me.” “We missed you too, Ryder. But with the way things are…” He trails off. He doesn’t need to finish that sentence. “How’s Mama? And you? You two keeping busy now that you’re not Luna and Lune anymore?” I tease, trying to lighten the mood. “Mama’s volunteering at the preschool. That she-wolf wants some grandpups bad.” Dad laughs. “And I’m busy at the garage. Wyatt’s thinking of selling it.”

I said and immediately after I stepped talking, Madeline stepped into the scene and picked up from where I dropped. “The sole aim of what they are all doing is because of the 21 days challenge. They want to win because they failed years ago and now, they are hungrier than ever. We have to stand for the people we believe in and we all know who those people are. Who are they?” Madeline's voice rose with each heavy sentence and the maids all echoed the following words. “Master Xavier and ma'am Ella!” I smiled softly as a flame of warmth enveloped me upon seeing how much the maids supported me and my husband.

" There he is, mom!' Kia said again and pointed at a man. What the hell? She thought in shock. How did Anderson find out about his children? This was definitely the handwork of her mother! Just then, the Highlander stopped and a bodyguard walked towards them. Mary on the other hand, frowned as she recollect all that had happened. She was sure that she was actually fit to become Mrs. Banks, after all, she was the big deal but did she actually say something bad earlier? " I haven't come here for dinner for a long time. So, what about you?" She began

' I don't know where 'there' is, but from the way Papa's lips purse, I figure it must not have been a nice place. Papa says he is taking me to Italy to spend time with grandma. He wants me to learn about my rich heritage, and the customs of my people. I don't want to. I want to remember my past; unfortunately, each time I try, I have a headache. The doctor says it's normal, but I don’t like it.

After that argument, Gianna and Matteo fell into a cold war. He stopped visiting, and she refused to reach out first. Lately, in her dreams, she kept seeing a warm family that did not exist—doting parents with relatives gathered around them. This longing was like an addiction. It flared up during rainy nights in the city, gnawing at her bones and piercing her heart. Hence, despite Matteo's strict warnings, she found herself drawn once again to the gates of Orleen Estate.

Monica froze, then slowly turned her sharp gaze toward me. “What do you mean, no?” she asked, still forcing calm. “I want to stay here,” Lily said. Her voice trembled, but her eyes were fixed on her mother. “I want to stay with Tita Charlene.” My breath caught. I felt everyone turn toward us—Erica, the twins, even Kerill. “Lily,” Monica said firmly. “I’m your mother.” “Yes,” Lily answered. “But she’s the one who stays with me when I feel alone at night.”

She looked at me sharply, her eyes gleaming with a shred of hope. “Why don't you ask Trent for help? Get him to invest in the company. You should be able to do that much, right?” I slowly let her go, shrinking at her request. “Trent can't invest in the company. He doesn't have enough cash to do that.” “He's really good for nothing. Isn't he?” Mother snorted. “But at least, he's not helping Elena either. That makes it great, right?” “Yeah, I don't know if I should be happy or sad about that.” Mother stood, pacing. I remained on the couch, brainstorming, hoping to come up with a solution.