Novel & Cerita 100% Match Book

Alexander Knight read the report again. And again. And again. He parsed the characters as if sheer repetition could fracture their meaning into something less absolute. But the numbers did not shift, the clinical wording did not soften, and the conclusion remained brutally, irreversibly unchanged. Probability of paternity: 99.99%.

Isabella asked confused, Lauren just smirked back. "she is doing him" Marrisa gave a look to Isabella. The smirk on Lauren's face widen, conforming any doubts Isabella had. "Eeww" Isabella groaned and marrisa tagged along with a look of disapproval. "Oh! Come on! He's hot!" Lauren contradicted. "And also great in bed.." before she could continue marrisa cut her off. "We don't need your version of teacher fantasy porn" she groaned and Isabella laughed.

Or rather, I'd never paid any attention. I kept digging and found the last page. It said: "Task #101: Leave him. Reclaim myself." And below it, another line: "Mission complete." The words mocked me from the charred page. A mission to win my love that had ended in her complete and total liberation from me. I stared at the words, the world spinning around me. One hundred tasks. For me. And I… I couldn't remember a single one. My hands began to tremble uncontrollably, the paper scraps fluttering from my fingers.

“Look, even if I tell you, you won’t understand. ” He looked like wanted to say more, but shrugged instead. “Fine, if you say so,” he said as he let go of the file. I flipped open the file. ‘Paternity match: 99.97%*’ Subject A and B are related. My lips parted, but no words came out. How could this be possible? I and Dwayne were agemates, the same year. Same month too. I stared at the paper. My throat tightened. Marcus watched me carefully. “That’s what you came for, right?”

I don’t understand a word. Days pass in a haze of fear and hope. Zara grows weaker, connected to a machine that does the work her tiny kidneys cannot. “Get well soon, my little angel.” I sob as I wipe her face with a damp towel. “Please get better and come back to me. Mommy misses you so much…” Then Dr. Evans finds us in the waiting room, a chart in his hand and a look of profound surprise on his face. “It’s a six-antigen match,” he says, shaking his head slightly. “A zero percent chance of rejection. It’s… it’s medically perfect. I’ve never seen a parental match this compatible outside of identical twins.”

“This will clear it up once and for all.” I watch as Colt tears the envelope open. His eyes scanning over the information. He looks up at Kaitlin. “They are not mine.” “That’s impossible!” She screeches as she lifts the boy onto the carpet. She rips the piece of paper from Colt’s hand. “It has to be wrong.” “It says it right there, Kaitlin. One hundred percent match to you. Less than one percent related to me.” “It’s wrong!”

“I knew you would cooperate.” “You are having fun with this, aren’t you?” She said. “Matchmaking is fun, Blair. Watching the people you introduced fall in love is pure bliss,” I said dreamily. “Oh, I can’t wait to see who Cristo picks.” “You made your point,” she seethed. “Now leave.” “I’m leaving,” I stood up. “And Blair? I shouldn’t be telling you this but Suzan Abrams is one of the matches we are considering. I thought you might want to know who you are up against.”

I’d wanted her by my side while speaking to the people but madre had taken her from me. Remembering the whole pack was waiting for me to speak, I took my ears of the beauty and faced everyone. “Good evening,” I greeted them all, my gaze travelling through their midst. “Thank you for honouring this invitation and attending this impromptu meeting. It means a lot to me,” I told them, before getting into the main reason why I’d called them. “It is a common tradition that as an alpha, I should have a Luna and I’m here to announce to you that the moon goddess has finally blessed me with a beautiful mate,”

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"Quite the convincer, but I don't like sharing." "It's really not how you see it." He moves further on his seat, closer to the table and rests his hand on it. "We did date, there was a time I used to like her but then I found someone else. She just wasn't my type. Your taste is different from mine. Believe me when I say, I can proudly say that the lady I got for you, is your taste." "Do you think your plans, align with the contract?" "I went through them. The rules, the deal. All I saw was her, for this. She, is the perfect deal."