I Will Be The Matriarch In This Life の小説・ストーリー

My mother’s death wasn’t just a loss—it was a rupture in the delicate web she had woven around me, the threads that held my future together. It was a twisted fate that made me wonder whether I was the one being groomed, or whether she had just been using me all along. The prophecy that had haunted our family for generations, one spoken in riddles and whispers, had never been so near, so close to reality. Darius had confirmed it in cryptic words before my mother died, her final moments filled with desperate urgency. Derek, of all people, knew more about it than he was letting on. It felt as though the world was closing in around me, the weight of whatever was coming suffocating every ounce of

She had lived a tough life, but no one had ever dared to humiliate her like this. Pu— The matriarch let out a muffled groan as she felt a lump in her chest. A blood arrow shot out from her mouth. Her vision turned into darkness, and her body fell straight to the ground. "Matriarch!" "Matriarch!!!" Seeing this scene, the expressions of the group of direct descendants of the Yang Family jumped. They all stepped forward to support the matriarch. The matriarch trembled all over. "Evil spawns bully me, evil spawns bully me!"

Damien crossed his arms. "What does she want?" The answer came immediately. "Cinthye." The room became uncomfortably quiet. No thank you. She already had enough problems. She didn't need evil relatives added to the list. "What does she want with me?" The Matriarch's face darkened. "You're the last living heir." "Oh." Because suddenly that made sense. Not good sense. Dangerous sense. The worst kind. She's becoming a target yet again what a life she had first at showbiz now here.

I sighed. “Innocent?” mom laughed. “You are… you have no idea that despite being thirty-two or whatever now, you are the most innocent person in this clan!” I replied. Mom laughed again. “I am the alpha queen, you know!” she smiled. “And that’s why we have such an amazing place, you have spread your innocence in the world, which kind of counters darkness that dad brings,” I spoke thoughtfully. “Darkness?” mom asked quizzically.

"Surely you've thought about this dear brother. There's a reason we don't mate with people outside the pack." "And I'm well aware of that. But the goddess has chosen. And so have I. Alexandra will be my mate. I'll tell her the truth...somehow. If she is to be future luna, it's something she'll have to learn of anyway." Marcus's calm, determined voice burned into my ears. Maybe it was his presence in that room that had drawn me towards this direction, or it might've been purely coincidental, but my presence here could give me a chance to know more about the truth about this place.

"But I have to, if the matriarchs find out you used black magic, there will be consequences." " You have nothing to worry about Samantha. I'm clean." She said but I still couldn't believe her. " I'll do anything for you and Adrian but sorcery, no way." She sounded so convincing and I desperately wanted it to be the truth. " You have to trust me." She said softly and I nodded choosing to believe her. "Thank you," I whispered, and there was silence between us for some seconds, almost like she knew I needed it. The Matriarchs were those in charge of Arcana Hills. They were like the government there, and they weren't such nice people, so I feared for what the consequences may be if Liv was lying

"You’ve already lost it, Mother. Can’t you see the pack elders whispering?" "I’ll kill them all. I’ll make them watch." "And then who will be left? Just us, in a ruined Den, waiting for the executioner." "I won't be ruined! I am the Matriarch!" "You’re a ghost, and the pack has already moved on. Stop this farce before they take your head." "Is that all you have to say? You, my own blood?" "I’m the only one trying to keep your neck out of the noose. If you want to keep clawing at him, do it. But don't expect me to follow you into the grave."

“You can confirm it. The official ceremony will be held soon and broadcast throughout the country. Victoria Greco will be named my official mate, and the title of Matriarch will also be passed to her.” Even I widened my eyes a little, trying to hide my surprise. His fingers sank into my hip, and I lifted my head to look at him standing beside me. “But what about your mother? The Matriarch has always been the mother of the next heir...” Questions slipped out from one side of the room and then another. “You said it yourself. My mother no longer holds that place,” he said bluntly, and I could almost see smoke coming out of those reporters’ heads.

Her face was a perfect, terrifying mirror of my own. "I am the **Matriarch**," she said, her glass lips moving in perfect sync with the voice in my head. "The Architects were the dreamers. I am the Waking. I am the one who planted the seeds in your father’s mind. I am the mother you never had." "My mother is dead!" I snarled, launching a bolt of Grey Flame at the glass figure. The flame hit her chest and simply... absorbed. She didn't even flinch. She grew brighter, the energy feeding her form.

“The ceremony will take place shortly after your birthday. We cannot put it off further.” Claim. The word lands wrong. Heavy. Possessive. Like I am an object that has been misplaced and finally retrieved. I stand. My legs feel oddly steady for someone whose world just tilted. I should be happy that I get to meet him finally. Though there is a part of me that wishes he never comes at all. But I doubt that would release me or give me freedom to do as I will. “So I do not get a choice,” I say. “You get dignity,” he answers “You get protection. You get to honor your obligation with grace, and become the Matriarch to a powerful dynasty.”