Romans & histoires Greek Matchmaker

His face looked off as if he was worried about something. “What’s wrong, Jackson?” I asked, not sure I wanted to hear his answer. He rubbed his hand through his hair, “There’s no easy way to say this, but Maison and my political matches have arrived, mine are quite hands.” I felt a cold weight settle in my stomach. "You're what?" "Political matches. Arranged by our father." Jackson's voice was flat, his eyes not quite meeting mine. "Potential mates chosen for their strategic value to the pack."

What was even more annoying was that the person in charge of matchmaking was the bastard Deny Felixa, who was none other than his own younger cousin. According to the information Gerand received from his own mother, the woman he was going to introduce was Deny's own friend. Crazy. That's what Gerand immediately thought. Who would do such a crazy matchmaking? Even though Papa and Mama Gerand continued to evade when Gerand talked about arranged marriages. Because he would never be matched or crazy activities like that. But then a smile emerged from the corner of Gerand's face. if his parents want him to know or even get married, Gerand has got the right person.

She whisper shouts at him. “Yep.” “Oh yes. We are on this.” She says and he frowns, confused. “Wait, what? We are on what?” He asks her and she gives him a look that suggests that he is slow on the uptake. “Matchmaking. Duh.. Keep up, honey.” She says and he sighs. He is now realizing the error of his ways as she details all the ways that she is going to push them together to make them fall in love. Owen knows it is going to be a very long Christmas.

All I hear is; "I swear by my father Zeus, I will kill grand mama. There is no damn way I will take a mortal for a mate!" We all gasp at his declaration before realization dawns on us. Hermes is mated to my friend Tania. What a great turn out events? Is this what Kronos meant when he said that Hermes will soon understand the concept of mates? Who knew that gods also had mates. I look at the guys who were all smirking at Hermes. I then turn to my friend and decide to introduce everyone. "Summy darling, exactly where did you get all these devine and yummy looking Greek gods? I can't believe there are men this flawless in this universe."

He said, turning to face me. "Sure." I nodded. "Kayda." he said, and instantly, my blood froze slightly. " we got word there is another Dragon shifter in Greece and the Alpha there was hoping she would visit to see if they are maybe fated mates." he continued as Jagger growled in my head pissed off. "Danny can't go with her, so I was hoping you would accompany her instead. You can take James along too and another person, maybe this new girl you like?" he added as I rolled my eyes.

Weren't marriages based on the mate matches provided by Moon Goddess Selene? “Yes, Audrey.” Her tone carried a hint of irritation. “A match blessed by the elders. Alpha Roman and Tanya, together, under the watchful eye of the Moon Goddess.” The Moon Goddess was involved. Right, I had misunderstood her. “Oh. Right. I just, I assumed you'd— never mind that. I'm sorry.”

"Are you busy?" "Always. What's happened?" He didn't answer right away, which told me he was gathering himself to say something he was not entirely sure how to say. "Your mother has hired a matchmaker." I stopped annotating. "I'm sorry?" "A professional matchmaker. She has a website. A portfolio." He paused again. "Testimonials." I put my pen down. "Testimonials," I repeated. "Five stars, apparently. Very reputable." Another pause. "I thought you should know before she — before any of it reached you without warning."

Face impassive, I replied, "Go ahead. After all, someone spent considerable effort making it." I had barely finished speaking when Melissa Barker's eyes reddened. "Marissa, I truly didn't mean for this to happen! I worked overtime till 11 last night to place an order for this banner, so I must have accidentally sent them the wrong thing since it was so late. I'm genuinely sorry!" Before I could say anything, my boyfriend, Liam Yarrow, was already frowning. "Marissa, it's just a name. There's no need to make things difficult for Mel. Just pretend that it's your name on there and stop kicking up a fuss."

He just sat there and let Walter look at him. "How old are you," Walter said. "Thirty two." "What do you do." "I run a private company. Acquisitions, investments, property." "Never heard of it." "Most people haven't." Walter looked at him. He said: "You met my granddaughter last night." "Yes." "And now you want to marry her." "Yes." "That's fast." "It is." "Why." Caden looked at him. He said: "Because she needs something solid right now and I can provide it. And because I think she's someone worth providing it for."