Novel & Cerita Autumn The Matchmaker

Autumn offered, pulling out her phone and hovering her fingers over the keyboard. “Eric Kingston.” Autumn’s fingers instantly froze. The warmth drained from her face. “Wait,” Rosaria gasped, her eyes lighting up. “Did you just say Eric Kingston? Like, the heir of the Kingston Group?” “Yes, that one—” The woman’s words faded into background noise. Autumn abruptly turned on her heel and walked out of the room, leaving her breakfast abandoned on the counter. Her colleagues stared after her in utter disbelief, whispering frantically the moment the door swung shut.

It meant Lucien had told the truth when he told me not all the tales were true. Other pages explained mates. Mates were not a silly idea. The books called them soulmates but it was heavier and deeper. A mate bond was a pull that sometimes started when a wolf’s inner self woke at eighteen. The wolf within opened then for most. The books said wolves often met their mate after that awakening. The moon goddess Selene watched over them, they wrote, and she chose who fit who. Their religion sounded old and fierce and very different from the quiet prayers I had heard at home since my childhood. This made me feel like a person under a new sky.

“Maybe I should pack my bags and go back to Canada.” “Faith, Mario did not —” I abruptly stopped as my eyes caught the sight of Autumn walking down the steps with a tall guy beside her. I was hoping they would walk towards us yet they took a right turn once they hit the landing and then sat on the wooden chairs. I watched Autumn taking books out of her bag while saying something that set the guy groaning. They looked like they were in a friendly term.

“She is strong and a good fighter. Things I know you are looking for and overlooking in another. She also has high aspirations and believes she would make a great Luna. Also she once judged too quickly and denied her heart for the wrong reasons not looking at the potential. She worried too much about what others would think and not what she could teach them. She rejected her mate and has not found a second chance yet I think if you two may be a match if necessary. Her name is Isabelle.” My son cannot help the low growl that comes from his lips. He doesn’t like the idea of pairing with another. Maybe there really is hope. Just then there is a knock on my door. “Come in.” I growl. I hate being

He then turned to Thea and said, "I've got a meeting to get to, so you should get some rest, Thea." I was practically dragged along and shoved into the car. I could feel the stifling atmosphere during the drive back, along with a dull, agonizing pain in my chest. "It's a shame that Mr. Parker ended up leaving. Thea actually managed to score ten points." "Stella got 50 points! That move paid off big time!" "Stella seems to be catching feelings. She must have suffered real heartache to earn those 50 points." "You have to hang in there, Stella—money matters more than men!"

I laughed bitterly to myself. The way August saw it, every bit of my pain and suffering was just stories, meant to make Anna look bad. It was just so pathetic. With the little energy in me, I withdrew my arm and looked away. Unlike before, August didn’t throw a fit. Beaming, he turned and reached for a gift box to show me. “Sophina, I picked these earrings for you. They are perfect for you. I hope you can wear them for our mating ceremony.” “Thank you.”

As I drive to the cabin, I try not to think of how I left things or who I left behind. The wind feels great on my face. I feel as though my problems are being carried away. This was a good idea. Its further than I thought it would be and I actually prefer it that way. "Hello, ma'am," a guy with a southern accent approaches me as soon as I pull up. "Hello," I say getting out of the car. "I am Garden White, we talked on the phone," he says offering me his hand which I take. "It's nice to meet you," I say.

“Ah, such passion! What a beautiful couple you make.” My face burned, and I raised my hand, shaking my head vehemently. “No, no! We’re not a couple.” Damon stood silent beside me, his expression unreadable as he rubbed the back of his neck. The vendor tilted her head, unconvinced. “Not a couple? Well, my dear, perhaps it’s fate then. There’s clearly an attraction between you two, stronger than you realize.” I could feel the heat rising in my chest. “It’s not like that!”

I said quietly. But she wasn’t done. “You think you’re so perfect, don’t you? With your shiny career and your fake little life. Well, guess what? I’m going to take it all back. Everything Mom lost, everything I lost—it’s mine, Ava. You hear me? Mine!” Her voice cracked, and for a moment, I thought she might actually be crying. But I knew Autumn too well to fall for her theatrics. “I’m busy, Autumn,” I said, my voice flat. “Goodbye.”

He looked confused, “Show me.” Alizeh lifted her hand, pointed them in the direction of the boulder, in the exact spot the basket was in and focused. She pictured the rain, and as she pushed her hands forward, toward the boulder, lightning shot straight out and burned a hole in the side of it. Suddenly, it started to rain.” Tom looked Gleeful. “Alright, then I am not ashamed to let a woman take the lead. I will trust you because we have no other choice. They will be upon us sooner than we can get away.”