I Will Be The Matriarch Novels & Stories

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.

Heads turned toward Elara, then back to Ariana. “My son?” someone whispered. Robert stepped forward, fury flashing. “You mean to replace—” “Replace?” Ariana’s laugh was velvet and venom. “I simply recognize strength where it lives. An heir should be…stable.” Her eyes focused on Elara’s scorched fingertips. “Not… combustible.” Derek chuckled under his breath. “Ice meets fire. Delicious.” Elara’s heart thundered. The goddess stirred, molten and eager. Heat crawled up her arms, begging to ignite.

How long would it be her mother protecting her? Celia stared at Marcel. “This bond will not break,” she said, “so I hope you’ll enjoy being as alone as I’ll be.” Marcel stared at her in surprise, then he chuckled. “There is nothing that can’t be destroyed. You’ll learn that.” He turned around. “Can you imagine this, Darius? An Omega, as my mate?! Isn’t it laughable?!” Darius’ gaze turned from Marcel to where Jon was on the ground, holding Indra in his arms, glaring daggers.

She couldn't help the annoyance in her voice. She was sick and tired of everyone. She just wanted a break to recover. Was that too much to ask? " I see… well, anytime you're ready to see your mother, you know where to find me," Marcie smiled. Valentine's eyes widened. Her mother. True! There was someone like that. How could she have forgotten so soon? “What about her?" Valentine called after the woman. “What have you done to her?" “Me?" Marcie faked a gasp. “I think you should be directing that question to your master. He is Aloha, after all."

She didn't do any of it. "But once we mate, we will have children, we have to be responsible for them," she said. "Yes, we should be," "Have you thought about the other things? I need to forget my revenge plans, my parents and their unfair death because more than anything I need to be a responsible mother to our children. I don't want to put myself in danger or my children. If I back down there's no way you're going to do it for me and I don't want that either. You have to be with me, protect our children and our pack. I don't want you to pursue someone who tries to take me from you," she said.

Who focused on the road with her leg steady on the accelerator. Something isn't right Arlene Said to herself. She realised screaming and shouting at Barb wouldn’t change a thing. She behaved like a programmed robot who had malfunctioned. There were no signs of her being human anymore, like who would hit her husband and speed off without a care? She decided to take the wheel by trying to push her mum’s hands away from the steering, their father and husband was dying, he needed help and there she was running away from something she did. Barbs hand wouldn’t bulge; it became as strong and heavy as osmium.

Who the hell is this woman? [Did Hank lose his mind? He tried to throw someone like her to the sharks?!] Hank's mind had already gone blank as he stood there with his mouth open. "Captain Levin... Mr. Umbra... you've got the wrong person, right? She's just a cleaner who can't even pay her rent!" Kaplan turned his head around with his eyes red. "Open your eyes and look carefully! That's our captain! The Pirate Queen!"

I smiled and shook my head at their familiar, stubborn bickering. "Now, you are officially our Matriarch, Aurelia," Uncle Elias said, his voice echoing through the corridor as he turned to the assembled vanguard. "Everyone, pay homage to our new leader!" In an instant, every elite officer present snapped to attention, executing a crisp, unified salute. "Welcome, Matriarch!" they shouted in unison, bowing deeply before me. A surge of intense power flowed through my veins—a profound realization of the absolute power resting firmly in my hands. In my past life, I was a victim of fate. In this life, I was the sovereign ruler who decided the destiny of my empire.

I inquired staring at her as she tied the last wrap on my ribs. "You're not one of our kind, you don't deserve to know what happened, but with what you did I'll give you a soft spot... Irene's going to be the next Queen mother of this Kingdom" She divulged wearing a smile on her face, it's the happiness of every mother to see her offspring thrive and become great among her peers.

Then the matriarch walked close to where I was and called the women who normally divided up the order while she was gone. "I want you to guard the perimeter," the matriarch said immediately. "I had thought this would take longer, but it seems the humans don't learn their lesson. So take care of everything, give them a big go-ahead, and keep them away. We can play their game, so it's a matter of moves." "What do we do about the river?" one of them asked, and the matriarch pursed her lips. "Nothing; I'm going to take care of that myself with the help of a tattletale," she said, and the others left laughing. Then she spun around as if searching. "I know you're here, Alice, so come out."