Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

In that moment, it did not matter to Emerald that her son probably hated her and she was the last person in the world that he wanted to see. She did not care that the last time they had met, he had asked her to stay dead. All that mattered to her was that her son, whom she had believed to be severely injured and in terrible danger was sitting in front of her, his eyes were locked with hers and he was here! As real as reality it self!

He was not a dream, he was not a product of her mind's wishful thinking, he was really here.

So, she did the only thing that her mind told her to do at that moment; she picked up her pace like a lost mad woman and ran across the room as fast as she could. She ran like her life depended on it, she ran like he would disappear from her sight if she was one second too late.

Once he caught sight of her running towards him, he rose up from his seat and stood still with his arms by his side. Emerald ignored the glass table in front of them, she ran past it and crashed into her son's chest. Before she hugged him, she caught his cheeks in both her palms and stared deep into his black eyes.

Her tears rushed down her eyes and she could barely do anything to stop them. The truth was that she did not want to. She wanted him to know and feel the sincerity of her love for him, she needed him to understand that she would never willingly do anything to hurt him.

She sniffed back her tears and finally found her voice.

"By the goddess! Are you okay? Are you alright? Where? Where does it hurt? How did you drive all the way here? Have you been taken care of? I saw you..." Her hands wandered all over his body as she spoke. She turned his cheeks both sides, tapped his shoulder, turned his back gently, spread his eyelids apart, examined his hands, even looked down to his feet. She tightened her grip around his waist, even open his nostrils to stare into it.

When she did that, the man beside her son stiffled a laughter, while Lake seized her wrists, pulling her hands down from his face. He stared at her, a gentle look in his eyes as he dropped her hands down to her sides.

"It is fine. I am alright." Lake spoke. His tone was that of a confident young man. She had been wrong to touch him all over his body in public, as though he were a child. But she could not help the motherly instincts, she had not even know what she was doing.

Flustered with embarrassment, Emerald's blue eyes took a look around the room, before she cleared her throat and intertwined her fingers in front of her.

"I am sorry, I did not mean to..." She cleared her throat, keeping her eyes on the ground.

"I did not mean to embarrass you. I saw a news where you were in a hospital and I know it doesn't justify the way I just... freaked out, but... it's just that I was... I was really..."

"Worried?"

Her gaze rose up to meet his carelessly handsome face. She did not see the hardness or harshness of his father staring back at her, but a gentleness and meekness she had hoped for him.

Her worries dissolved into care and calmness. She nodded eagerly, while her tears resumed their journey from her eyelids to the sides of her face.

"I was so scared and worried. I tried to call everyone. I tried to call the hospital but they would not tell me anything, they thought I was some sort of reporter. I tried to call home, your father, he did not answer any of my calls. Your grandmother too, no one agreed to speak to me. I would have reached out to the Lockwoods, believe me, but I long since lost contact with Merida Lockwood, so I did not know what to do. I've been so scared, my boy, so scared. If you had waited for one more day, I would have flown to Rush pack, found your father and demanded to see you! I wouldn't have cared if he chopped off my head as long as I..." She paused, now choking on her tears.

"As long as I got the chance to look at you one last time, Lake my dear."

Still standing in front of him, Emerald was shocked when her son took hold of her right hand and pulled her closer to him. The first feeling of shock came with her left cheek crashed on his soft cheek. The second feeling of shock followed when she felt his strong arms wrap around her, engulfing her in a tight embrace. Emerald's eyes widened. Hot salty liquid rushed out from her eyes while her heart continued to pound against the soft walls of her chest.

"It is alright, mother. I am fine and well now. Yes, I had an accident, but it was taken care of in the hospital, you do not need to cry, you do not need to fear and you do not need to worry about anything. I am here, and I will always be here."

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Emerald melted against her son's chest. She said nothing, only nodded and let the tears of joy flood her face.

Lake:

It was hard to believe. And I was more than stunned. After everything that I had done, everything I had said to her, she had no grudges against me. Instead, she wanted to know if I was fine. She had been worried sick about me, even thought of risking her life to make sure... to make sure I was doing alright.

Was this the true might of a mother's love? Or was I just lucky enough to be birthed by the most wonderful woman in the world?

She did not care about anything else, just my health.

Tears, which I did not expect, flooded my eyes while I held on to her, like my whole life depended on it, because it did. I had never felt so at home and at peace before. It was as though I had found the peace that had been missing from my life for a long time.

Perhaps it was because I really did.

Soon, she pulled out of my arms and wiped her tears with the back of her palms.

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"I'm sorry, do not mind me. What... what would you guys like to eat? Mention anything, and I'll get it done."

A small smile creeped up to my face.

"Can I get some of your famous cabbage noodles?"

She looked up at me with a broad smile on her face.

"Yes, yes of course."

"No disrespect to your cooking, ma'am, but can I please order something different?" Kenji, who had been silent for a long time, called out beside me.

My mother chuckled as she threw her head backwards.

"Well, of course! Why not?"