Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369

Chapter 369

Snowflakes

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Under the night sky, the ambulance races right into Castle Healthcare, and I alight hurriedly from my car. Marlik and Yasmin follow the stretcher at once, Cupid too.

Thurry after them, watching as Mother is lifted and gently placed on the bed, then wheeled away, Yasmin won’t stop shivering. Marlik sits down silently, struggling to breathe. Cupid goes still in his tracks, fingers trembling. I can’t tell what is going on in his mind, but the pain radiating from him speaks louder than words.

We all wait in the hall, and time seems to crawl instead of tick forward. Quietly I walk over to Yasmin. She hugs me tight, sobbing, while I sit there trembling and praying the worst won’t happen.

Feroz has done it again. He has done it again and this time not to me, but to Cupid, my mate. Somehow it hurts more than anything he ever did to me, and deep down I know this will be the very last of his cruelty.

The doctor appears from ahead. At once Yasmin pulls away to face him.

“How is she? Where is my mom?”

The doctor sighs, steadying his breath before turning to Marlik.

“You should go check on him, Marlik. She will talk to you and your sister.”

Marlik sits in silence for a long moment, then nods. He stands and begins to walk away, but then turns around to settle his gaze on Cupid. For a heartbeat I fear he will push him away, but he murmurs, too tired to fight.

“Don’t just stand there. Our mother is waiting.”

Emotions pull at my heart at those words. Cupid blinks as if he can’t believe what he just heard after everything that happened. Together they all go inside while I linger.

At last my legs carry me to the doorway of the parted ward. Mother lies in the bed, Yasmin seated beside her, Cupid and Marlik standing aside.

I have watched them all as one small family, quiet and happy even with so little. Now the energy filling the room is thick, heavy, as if she is about to say her last words.

“The doctor said I will live,” Mother begins. “He said the silver bullet has been removed and I am healing. But I wish I were not healing.”

“Mother,” Yasmin calls in awe.

But Mother’s gaze is fixed on Cupid, as though he is the architect of what has happened, the reason she doesn’t want to live.

“I wish that shot had killed me, Jahan. Perhaps that way you would know that the job you are doing… is the worst, the most dangerous, and you have to stop.”

Cupid remains silent, face cast down, humble.

“Back in the rogue town… we had nothing really to worry about like this. Food as little as we had, we ate and were happy. But now we have abundance and watch our backs, sleep with one eye open. Is that the life you wanted to give us or the woman you love?

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Chapter 369

Who loves you?”

She wipes her tears, shivering, sighing miserably.

430 Fise Does

“Your mother was the sweetest. She was a good woman, and I wanted to repay her for all her kindness. After her death, taking you in felt like a blessing. You are my son. I love you. Even after many years apart, even after that Alpha took you away and turned you into what I hate, Jahan… even with blood on your hands, I have always loved you. But… but it’s… it’s over.”

Cupid lifts his gaze at that, stunned, horrified at what he just heard.

Over?

“Mother…” he murmurs.

She looks away to wipe her tears.

“When that evil man came with his stooges, your brother defended us mightily. The domestic staff died for no reason. I… can’t live like this anymore. Once I am discharged from here… I am leaving.”

“Leaving? Leave me?” Cupid asks, voice heavy and in awe. “Really?”

“You pushed me to this point, Jahan. How about you choose the family you truly want? The Godlike who you will never to fit into, the Alpha you call father who took you away from us or us… the rogues who know you truly for who you are, who accepted you wholeheartedly, love you truly, and will die for you.”

Cupid goes still, panic flooding his eyes, then exhaustion. He walks out slowly, passing right by me toward the balcony. I watch him disappear, and my heart aches for him.

Quietly I follow, placing my palm soothingly on his back. He turns slowly to me, searching my eyes. The sadness in his gaze tears me apart.

I pull him into my arms, hugging him tightly. This time I will give Cupid my strength, just as he gave me his when my days were bleak.

“I’m here now,” I say softly, pulling back to search his eyes and cup his cheek. “I’m here, Cupid. Try to breathe and relax. Once you are calm, you will know the best path to take. Okay?”

He doesn’t reply for a long while. Instead he looks at me, really looks.

“Can you drive? Let’s go home. I’m tired.”