I Will Be The Matriarch In This Life 소설 & 이야기

“I have already raised her to the rank of nymph. I have kept a place for her on the Isles of the Blessed. I gave her the best of everything. Hebe lived in a side hall while she breathed; in death she sleeps among the blessed. What more could you want?” He paused, and when he spoke again it was the voice of a man tossing a coin to a beggar. “Stop pining for her. From now on we will live well together. As for Hera, I will deal with her. Only do not make trouble. Remember this: you stand on Olympus because of me. Without me, you are nothing.” My mother said nothing. She only closed her eyes. Her lashes trembled like a butterfly caught by the wings.

"Within this boundary, your bloodline does not dictate your identity." I let my head fall back against the stone ledge, surrendering to the absolute absurdity of the game, my dark hair spilling over my shoulders as I track the constellations above to select a clean persona. "I am High Priestess Mary Alexander," I declare finally, a genuine smile breaking across my face as the concept takes root. "I belong to an ascetic lunar order. I spend my winters preparing consecrated silver-leaf wafers and trading them across the isolated borders of the European packs to secure resources for the orphaned cubs under my protection."

she sat down, feeling stressed “Just… just explain everything” “you are a demon of royal heritage; Descendant of the great goddess of chaos and misfortune and next in line for the role of godhood. which makes your mom the queen of disaster. I, Zeiran, have been chosen to protect you on your journey to unravel your destiny and function as one of the very elements that balance the very scales of reality. Being young, your powers were sealed off as you were born a mortal even though by the blessing of the goddess, you were a demon. Your demon side along side your chaos side ravaged within you; as to explain the series of misfortunes that occurred in your life every now and then, waiting for a s

"The Matriarch bloodline is constitutional authority. That means when you walk into any room in this pack, you are not a guest. You are not a contender. You are the person the room is supposed to adjust to. You have to believe that before anyone else will." "I'm still learning what I am," I said. "I know," she said. "Learn faster." I almost smiled. "You're not very gentle about this." "Rhea is gentle," she said. "Rhea is teaching you history and law and the deep things that matter over decades. I am teaching you how to not walk out of a room because Lyra of North-Crest touched Killian's arm." She held my gaze. "These are both important. Mine is just more immediately useful."

Just the sound of our own breathing. Then the words just spill out of me, messy and unprompted. “My mother put a bullet in Julian’s chest right in front of my face.” Kain’s jaw bunches up until a muscle starts twitching. “I know.” “She’s the Matriarch. The whole damn thing was her script. My ‘death.’ Letting you grab me off the street. Using my neck as a safe deposit box for her ledger.” My voice cracks on the last word, turning into an ugly, wet scrape. “She told me I was born for this dirt. She said I’m just like her.”

It will not bring back my child. I was a ruthless mother for not letting my child see the world. I was reckless for letting this woman kill my child. I kicked Andrea's abdomen, and she coughed up blood at that moment. The force my body released was more than I expected. It was as if my strength was getting stronger every second, but I could still feel the poison inside my body. It hadn’t invaded me completely yet, but the more time I spend here, the more I know I will see my child wherever she is.

Her phoenix mark flared bright, lifting her briefly off the ground before setting her down again, her body now infused with the echo of the Saphiren Matriarchs. Joren dropped to his knee, followed swiftly by Neris. “Matriarch,” they said in unison. Cassian whispered, "That was awesome." Celeste, grinning, added, "Queen Mommy sounds nice too." Cedric helped Arla-Rosa steady herself. Her voice shook when she said, “I’m still me.” Neris smiled gently. “But now you are more than one. You carry them all."

For ten years, I played the part of the perfect mate and mother, only to become a shadow in my own home. That night, I filed the request to the Elders. I would sever the mate bond。 Later, under the brilliant Alaskan aurora, I received Eric's frantic mind link. "Lyra, what about River if you leave?" I let out a small laugh. " River only needs you." "Your first love is back, isn't she? Let her be the mother. I'm free." ... "You're abandoning River? Do you have any idea he's preparing for the pack's advancement trials?"

"There is no one we wish to obey more than the Killer Queen and her daughter, the heir and coming Witch Queen." A smile tugged at my lips. Wicked and sweet and cunning. No one would stand in my way, even if it took me years to get back what I had given up. For Katharine, I would lose it all. For my flesh and blood and the girl who had brought me back to life, I would kill and torture anyone. Even those I loved most. "Long may she reign." ***

“Irina, I do not care for Damien. I have given him enough warnings, it is up to him to decide. All I care about is you” “Then where are you taking me?” “To the one person that maybe able to help you control your wolf. To the person that gave me this", he points to his scar. "My mother!” “Your mom?” “She calls herself Alpha Phoenix” he lets out a laugh and shakes his head. “She is an Alpha of an all female pack and I believe that she can help you, after all, she is marked too” “She is like me?” “Yes” “But how, I don’t understand”