I Will Be The Matriarch In This Life Novels & Stories

They walked together across the hall, weaving between clusters of guests until they reached the grand buffet table The matriarch clasped her hands neatly behind her back and turned to face her. “Tell me, my dear,” she began, “do you know who I am?” Cassandra blinked. What kind of question was that? She shifted uneasily, her throat suddenly dry. “I… I’m not sure,” she admitted softly. The woman inclined her head with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “You may call me Madam Matilda. I am the matriarch of the female members of Nordau Bloc.”

“Mom, you don’t need to be so humble! “You raised me all these years. I’d be an ungrateful daughter if I allowed an outsider to offend you! “Between getting married and doing what’s right, which one do you think is more important to me?” Emerald’s heart skipped a beat, but she could not force a smile.

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

“I didn’t know I needed permission to speak to the Luna, Alpha.” Levi’s expression didn’t change, but the room suddenly felt colder. “She hasn’t been crowned yet,” he said calmly, but with a sharp edge to every syllable. “She’s my mate. And I’d prefer you limit your interactions with her.” Sebastian chuckled lowly, but his eyes narrowed just a little. “Of course,” he said smoothly. “I understand.” Levi didn’t answer. His attention had already shifted. He spotted one of the maids from earlier standing quietly by the corner, Felicia. He called her name.

"You’re not a 'Functional Asset' anymore. You’re just a man with a hammer." He gestured toward a small, isolated shack at the edge of the cavern. "Take your woman and the boy. You have your week. But don't get comfortable. The Matriarch doesn't just use the grid to find people. She uses the 'Legacy.' And you brought it right into my house."

"What does this have to do with me? I didn't personally kill Mrs. Hughes Senior. How can you pin her death on me? Besides, you're the one who didn't explain things clearly from the start, which is why Martin didn't know what was happening. Isn't this all your fault? "If you'd just told him the whole story from the beginning, would any of this have happened? And yes, I'm sad that Mrs. Hughes Senior died too, but how can dead people be more important than the living? You should stop being so upset. It's not like Mrs. Hughes Senior was actually your real mother anyway."

The books I had cherished, once neatly organized, and the clothes I had carefully folded and placed in the corner, were now being sold off as if they were garbage. "What are you doing here?" Mom asked, her voice pulling me back to the present. I looked wistfully at the books tossed carelessly into burlap sacks. Then, with a heavy tone, I asked, "Where is Marianne?" "She's dead."

"But it's tradition. Every wolf mating to the Royal must go through this, even future queen like yourself." Future queen. The words felt foreign. In my past life, I'd been nothing but a servant. Now... "I should get ready then." I forced myself to sound calm. Inside, my mind raced. Would they recognize me? Would they sense who I had been? No. The Moon Goddess had given me more than just a new life. These silver eyes marked me as reborn. Even my scent would be different. "Let me help you dress," Mitchell offered quietly. "No." The word came out sharper than I intended. Both Mitchell and my mother looked startled. "I mean... I'd prefer to dress myself today."

I was reborn. My agent offered me a charity-based variety show, where I would be helping lonely and elderly people for two weeks. Standing on the set of the program, I realized that I was reborn, and this show would become a turning point in my life. My vision gradually cleared, and I saw Halle Robbins, the old lady who had condemned me to death in my previous life, standing in front of me as the person I would be helping. The director urged me, "Leona, what's taking you so long? Just pick one!

Jaiyana’s eyes widened, one eyebrow arching in disbelief. “Your grandmother is the Matriarch of the Moon Readers—the most powerful and revered of them all. She saved me.” Jaiyana gasped, a rush of surprise tightening her chest. Then she shook her head, a wry smile tugging at her lips. Her grandmother never failed to astonish her. “I’m so sorry I lost you,” Kaplan said, his voice cracking with the weight of it. “I vow I will never let anyone take you from me again. I was terrified, Jaiyana. You are my entire world.”