Edd X Matt Novels & Stories

Maybe Alpha Aaron needed to reconsider how he trained us, because his methods clearly did not work. I nudged Matty heavily with my elbow before his Dad turned round from the whiteboard he was standing at, writing something. Wait, when did he start writing stuff down? Did I miss that? Shit… Matty jerked upright, blinking his eyes in confusion as his eyes adjusted to the light within the room. He turned his gaze to me, his eyes narrowing as he did. A scowl quickly appearing upon his face. ‘You listened to any of this?’ He questioned through the mindlink.

Nanna gasps and clutches at her chest like she’s just seen the second coming of the apocalypse. “Oh thank the gods!” she cries, hand to her pearls, though, of course, she’s not wearing any. “Don’t thank the gods,” Matt says flatly, surveying the carnage. “My eggs are ruined.” Kai lifts his foot slowly from the mangled remains of Matt’s plate, egg yolk dripping from his boot. “Worth it,” he shrugs.

Jodi said. “Oh my god, are you gushing?” Gabriella asked. “Matt is wonderful,” Jodi said, grinning from ear to ear. “You said that. Can I get more information?” Gabriella asked. “He’s sexy as hell in a Stetson,” Jodi stated with a smirk. “And?” Gabriella urged. “He has brown eyes and thick, brown hair. And he always knows the right thing to say and do. Oh, and he’s brave,” Jodi bragged.

It it were Dad teasing him, Mattie would be in the in the infirmary fo a week at most. I brush his sweat covered hair back and lean down to kiss his forehead before handing him the remote for the TV before walking over to the desk I had in the corner and sit down while pulling out all the paperwork I had to go through. Taking a deep breath I get tackle my Alpha duties. A few hours later, I look up and over to the couch and find Mattie passed out on the couch. I smile and walk over to him seeing that the ice had already melted so I pull that off him before gently picking up before carrying him to the bathroom.

"Stop trying to persuade me, I am not going to claim a woman like this.' Daryl said standing up. "Stop running away from your mate." "Did you just say, mate?" "Of course, she is our mate." His wolf said he ran his hand through his neck and hair. "You should stop pulling ideas on my head." "Fine, I give up." "Better, I need to do something." "You are going to look for Kira and Leonid?" His wolf asked. "Why will I do that?" Daryl is getting pissed with his wolf and his annoying questions. "So you could stop her from meeting with him."

Crista smiled and stepped closer. Katrina nodded, reaching up to touch my face. Why can’t I feel that? I don’t even smell her. I should be able to smell her. This has to be a trick. That damn witch is messing with me. That fucking bitch, I’m tired of her games. “He has a bit more color than yesterday. It’s slow, but he’s coming back. Alexander, Zio Damon, and André swear that the mate bond can bring someone back. And that it can be done even if the pair aren’t marked and fully mated.” Katrina sighed. This was surreal to hear and see Katrina but only through the mirror. I still don’t believe what I’m seeing.

I want this to be over with. “Amelia Hope Robertson.” “I, Dimitri Sky Hemming, reject you, Amelia Hope Robertson as my mate.” Let’s see how you react now. A smirk formed my face. “Are you high?.. Oh gosh I told Trixie not to involve drugs tonight.” I was not prepared for her answer at all. Didn’t they say that once you found your mate, your bond will be very strong that when one rejects you, you will literally suffer from the heart-break?

“Hey, babe.” “Baby,” was Daniella Matthew’s answering croon, as seductive as she was in person. “I thought you were working.” “I am,” he replied because, technically, this was work. “I just wanted to say hi.” There was a breathless laugh. “Hi. What time do you get off?” “I have to stay here for the night, but I will be off at around six. How are you?” “I’m free now.” There was a sigh. “And lonely. Would you like to come over now? Take a break?”

“No, thanks.” Matteo mirrored my position, his gangly legs shooting straight out, and locked in on the night sky. I’d overheard Daddy say Matteo was very smart, and he even skipped a grade last year. He said he’d be just like Mr. Vitale. Sometimes he even talked like him. Of course, I wasn’t all that impressed. After a long silence, he said, “There’re a billion stars, Nutella girl, and they all shine for you. My mama shines for my pa, but you will shine for me. Right?”