Novel & Cerita Created To Be His Help Meet

She found it on the table and passed it to me, practically hovering over my shoulder to catch every word I typed. I shot him a message, and he replied in seconds like he’d been waiting for it! I apologized for going dark after our first meeting and asked if we could hang out. He totally agreed! I slyly added that I’d be bringing along his ultimate crush, thanks to Kate’s relentless nudging. “Good girl! I love you so much! Who knew you’d be the one to help me meet my crush? The universe is seriously on our side!” She wrapped me in a tight hug, grinning like she’d just won the lottery.

Goddess help me, I prayed silently. “A mate is the other half of a wolf. The one person who was created just for us. Wolves spend all our lives searching for them. Some people, like me get lucky and we don't have to search that long. Aurora, you are the other half of my soul. When I saw you, it was like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. We were made for each other." I tried to reach out to touch her but she just moved back, shaking her head. I don't think anything in life has ever hurt more than this, not even watching my parents die.

He clasped his hand together, as if he had been ridden of the big burden to introduce us? “My sweet Bambi, meet my wife to be, Monica.” He spoke camly, as if he had not quickly shattered my whole world in the span of a second. What. The. HELL!

He asked her to help build a new compliance board—this time, with real authority. “Let’s build something that deserves the name Banks,” he said to her during their first meeting. At night, he came home to Clara and Hope. He would walk in and find Clara curled on the couch with Hope on her chest, both of them drowsy, and it would hit him in waves—what he almost lost. What he’d been given instead. Sometimes they would all lie together, Hope cradled between them, and Clara would whisper, “She looks like you,” and he’d answer, “She has your strength,” and they would fall asleep like that—entwined, complete.

“I hate seeing damsels get hit on by jerks.” I get it now. He was just like every other man here who wanted me. “What do you want?” “I saw you in that hall. I saw how much of a fool that bastard made you look. I can help you get back at him.” I raised a brow. “How?” He stepped closer. “Marry me. I'm the CEO of Jaxton enterprises. You're one of the best marketing prodigies the business world has ever seen. I want that for my business. And in exchange..”

He had fallen head over heels when I had invited him over for my talk show, Meet Cute. I am the closest woman to him. The closest he ever had in his life. I am going to turn this into an opportunity and make him propose to me one day. I couldn't be the Luna. Twice. But I am not going to miss this chance. I will become the Luna of the largest pack in the country. The Blackmoon's. And with my skills and looks, it was a matter of some time.

“When we get to the school we will meet with the principal, and he will get you enrolled. Some of the other professors will help you get settled in as well.” “What about you?” I found myself asking, peering up at him. His eyes sparkled and he leaned closer to me. “I will remain by your side, little mate,” he whispered just before his lips brushed across mine. Oddly enough, I trusted him, and I felt safe with him. Which was insane because I just met him today. That must have been this mate thing that he spoke about earlier. The idea that Xaden was the man I was meant to be with for the rest of my life, created and formed for me alone, filled me with so much excitement.

“The world isn’t here right now, so we both know the truth.” He paused, then looked straight at me. “I need your help, Anna.” I leaned back slightly and placed a finger on my chin, tapping it slowly as if I were thinking deeply about his request. “My help with what exactly?” I asked. “Be more specific.” He sighed, the weight of desperation obvious in his posture. “I need your help to fix this mess,” he said. “There’s no point in searching for hundreds or thousands of dollars just to hire professionals who might or might not fix the issue when I already know the person who created the formula.”

“Because I see you. You’re hurting, sure, but you’re not broken. And I’m a sucker for a woman who can mix a drink like a pro and still say yes to a wild idea.” I snorted, despite myself. “You’re crazy. And I’m not looking for a savior. I’ve been down that road, and it ended with divorce papers.” His expression softened, but he didn’t back off. “I’m not him. And I’m not asking you to love me—yet.” He winked, and my stupid heart skipped. “Just let me help you. Starting with this.” He pulled out his phone, dialed a number, and put it on speaker. My stomach twisted as a familiar voice answered.

Anton asked. "No," "Have you asked?" "He wouldn't tell me," Leon told him. "You must find out who this mysterious person is, find out what he knows, it's the only way you can begin to help your Soulmate." Hawk urged. Leon smiled at the thought. A Soulmate. He shook his head. The reckless Lycan, mixing his blood with his that night. He knew what bond he created and Leon would not forget just how much of a help he has been to his life and Leadership ever since. "You're right," He told his Lines.