Does Matthew Die In The Great Alone Novels & Stories

Mathew dialed the number and put it on speaker, while adjusting his features to match the deceiving situation. “Hello?” he answered after the second ring. “Stefan! You have to come to Snow right now! They killed them all….” Mathew shouted in despair followed by a heart breaking sob. Damn he was really good! Who was good at acting too you might ask? Stefan Snow. He shouted back in astonishment “What! Who are you talking about Mathew? Slow down and explain everything to me”

In unison, all of the Wolf’s Den members stared at Juliet, just like a pack of wolves staring at a sheep. “Die!” Matthew roared vigorously. He swung his fist, which was as big as a hammer, and smashed it towards Juliet. Matthew was a straightforward guy who didn’t care whether Juliet was a man or a woman. Only one thought lingered in his mind—he must kill the woman in front of him and avenge Sheldon Hayes.

"Definitely. Can't you see there are no other means of transportation here, except this one? Well, there are some cabs, but they don't park here all day." "You must be kidding, miss! Can you drive well? You know we only have one life. What if we'll get into an accident or something?" I smiled, so this is him. I knew him. The mighty Matthew who is unreachable by many. "So you don't trust me? It's okay. How can you entrust your life to a mere stranger you just met on the road? I'll go ahead then. Just stay here for a few hours and wait for a cab." I slipped and started the engine.

Others ran blindly toward the gates. No one dared approach. Because this was the Don’s judgment. I remained where I was and watched Vivian stop breathing. Luca stood there with the gun still in his hand. Then he laughed. A broken, unstable laugh. “Mother…” “I avenged you…” Still laughing, he slowly dropped to his knees. The gun slipped from his hand. He collapsed onto the ground completely shattered, his voice hoarse and broken. “I’m sorry…” “Mom…” “I was wrong…” “I was wrong…”

My father…the strongest alpha I knew…fell to the ground and went still. My heart ripped. “No!” My mother screamed, her attack now was wild and desperate. She fought like a wolf possessed, but one blade, cruel and sharp, caught her side. Another slashed her across the chest. “Mother!” The scream broke from me before I could stop it. Her head whipped toward me, her eyes wide, and in them I saw everything, her love, her fear, her farewell. “I love you,” she whispered. Her voice trembled. Her eyes held mine one last time and then they took her head.

“It’ll be all right, Jonah. We’ll get you out of these chains, get you a real meal and a bed, and you’ll be fine. You were confused. That bastard Kimball was threatening you. You’re safe here, I promise.” Oh, thank fuck, that made for good hearing, even though the sound of the stupid fake name I’d chosen when Kimball’s shaman Adam asked for one three months before made me wince. This was going to be even easier than I’d thought. Matthew was wrapped around my tattooed little finger. A second later, Matthew’s eyes rolled back in his head, the hand on the nape of my neck went limp, and he toppled to the floor, his head knocking a puff of filthy dust into the air as it thumped into the shag carp

My shoulders shook, and I hiccuped twice as I sobbed. “Why are you acting as if this is normal? You're about to be killed for a crime you didn't even commit! You don't even care about me, about the way I'd feel. I wonder if your feelings for me are true because if they were, you wouldn't act in this manner!” My hands closed over my face as I cried harder. I was crying basically for everything that I had lost. My life, my mate, my wolf, Zane, and now Kael. How many more people would they kill to satisfy themselves and Maria?!

"Are you really going to watch your mother die?" The longer she talked, the steadier she became. Six years of marriage had taught her exactly where my weakness was. She was right. If my mother hadn't died on that operating table, I might have given in. However, she had thrown away the only leverage she had. I drove my foot into Diana's stomach. She slammed into the TV with a loud crash. "My mother's condition no longer matters to me. "All I want now is your life." I raised the knife and stepped toward her.

Mateo knew he might die tonight, but not with Aldo being still alive. He couldn’t give up yet. How can he leave Faith, Kai, and Jeremy around Aldo? He is going to kill them. He has to fight. Mateo tried to move, but Aldo shot him on the side of his stomach – making him roll in pain. He groaned as blood spilled from his mouth. “So, that’s how Mateo Ricci dies, huh?” Aldo laughed as he got on his feet.

Matthew was extremely anxious, veins bulging on his forehead and sweat streaming down his face. “I don’t know. It depends on your situation. Do you still remember your last memory before coming here?” the old man asked. “My last memory?” “Yes, exactly. I’m not sure how I ended up here either, but one thing’s for sure—there was something wrong with that lollipop!" Bellamy sat by the fire, adding more wood while explaining to Matthew. Matthew thought for a long time. His last memory... He saw Koven cheating on Selena, then he drove away. “No, I can’t be dead. That’s impossible!” Matthew stared blankly ahead, his eyes filled with terror.