Novel & Cerita I Will Be The Matriarch In This Life

she pauses, “but are you certain you want her dead? I would like to see her, even if just once.” “It's what you want, is it not? You know best, and because of that, I will always follow whatever decision you make.” “Oh my son,” she touches my face gently, looking straight into my eyes. “Everything that I do, I do it for you. I will go to any lengths to protect my family.” From the fire burning in her eyes, I find it incredibly easy to believe her. The Matriarch of the Derulo family, popularly referred to as the Devil's Sword, because of the life she lived before becoming my father's mate and Luna.

We'd all been in the same class for three years, and there wasn't anyone who didn't know everyone else's backstory. I looked across the room, and my eyes came to a halt on the girl in the corner—Myra Davis, the very same bully who had murdered me in my past life. I could feel the hatred burning in my eyes. She gave me a casual look and put on the same smirk she'd worn when she'd crushed me beneath her heel in my last life. I smiled pleasantly at Myra. "Everyone here knows what my family's situation is like. I'm not selfless enough to give away the money I need to survive to someone else. Myra, you agree with me, don't you?"

My heart was thumping so fast, I thought for sure that my rib cage would crack. "First of all, Mr. Herrington. My mother was fourteen when she took over the position of Matriarch, and she's also female...So your first two concerns are invalid; it seems to me like you're just trying to pick a fight. Though I do understand your concern about me being soft-hearted. I'm often told I'm a bleeding heart," She said truthfully. "But so what?" I stiffened. She sounded as though she were challenging him to a fight to the death.

Even in this life. But now that I knew I wasn’t just fighting for myself alone, I wouldn’t let them bully me—even if I needed to keep up the weak act. If Killian was unwilling to let me go—I’d burn this place and forge a new world for my pup. Those who don’t comply will burn. “Luna Freya! Have you no respect for the matriarch!” It was Elder Darius’s voice. I let go of Lady Maeve’s hand, and it fell to her side.

As they pulled through the massive iron gates, Aubrey gazed out at the sprawling fortress. "So this is the stronghold," she whispered, awestruck by the scale of the stone structure. "The ancestral seat," Travis explained. "The former Luna and my father have their own modern estate in the city, but they prefer staying here to be with the Grand Matriarch." Aubrey felt a fresh wave of nerves. The Grand Matriarch, Travis’s grandmother Maricar, was the elder female of one of the most powerful bloodlines. She felt like an outsider about to be judged by a court of wolves.

“As you all well know, I have been alone for years without a soulbond. Now, the Gaia goddess has finally blessed me with one, and she chose to give me a beautiful, selfless human female. I tried to give her time to come to the soulbond term before formally introducing her to clan people, but I know some of you were already speculating. However, the Elders—the very people who were supposed to keep this clan together—chose to disrespect, abuse, and brutally punish their own matriarch. Their actions were highly offensive and a sin in the eyes of Gaia.” He paused, his amber eyes flashing with a dangerous, golden light as he scanned the silent crowd. “From this moment onward, Aurora is your Matri

"The feast is prepared. We do not keep the Great Pack Assembly waiting." The Old Matriarch gestured toward the handles of her iron wheel-chair. "Gorgo, child, guide my path to the hall." "Yes, Matriarch," I murmured, stepping behind her chair and pushing her smoothly down the grand stone corridor. Leonidas and Ross walked side by side behind us, their heavy, broad shoulders imposing and silent. "Is she truly the female you intend to place on the Silverclaw Moon Throne?" Ross asked in a low, biting whisper that echoed off the stone walls.

"I got hurt too, Naomi—" I averted my gaze and brought Samuel away. "Escort him out, security. Don't let unrelated people into the company again." … Yohan made Julian come for me again. Perhaps he was trying to use my motherly love for Julian to keep me around, but I was no longer the same person I was. "Stop coming to find me, boy. Your father and I have already divorced—I am no longer your mother," I said. Julian immediately turned anxious when he heard how I addressed him. "I want to eat your dark cuisines, Mommy. I want you to tell me bedtime stories and hug me to sleep."

I mutter. "I just want you to be happy. But if being Werewolf Queen is too much for you then this is the only solution. Angel and Zella are more than capable of leading a pack and Angel has alpha blood to support her claim. It seems the children are the only problem." "I can't do it and it's ridiculous. Maia was going to take all of this responsibility when she was 16 and I'm 19 and I have no fucking clue what I'm doing," I growl, burying my face in my mate's chest.

I knew just communicating could not be enough. It would be nice to be a goddess, so mystical and poised, intelligent and gorgeous, though I harness none of her powers, and if I did, I am sure I would know by now. If we did have even a smidge of her abilities, my mother and I could be together again. This Alpha would not be a problem, as getting rid of him would be a breeze. If only.