Novel & Cerita Jeanine Matthews Divergent

Chapter: 137. ****** Alexander had only stopped talking and they just all laughed over what he said when Matthew began to feel uneasy. His heart began to beat faster, it almost seemed like he was going into an attack. Not wanting to scare those around him he endured through it silently but he could only endure for much longer. One hand reached for his head and he quickly wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead. He was sweating bullets even in a cold room. Tide was moving fast, it was dark and lonely the part he walked on and it didn't look safe at all. Matthew tried to reach him, to pull him back, feeling that something terrible was going to happen. He knew where he was headed, knew his p

Jena anxiously asked, “Mam, you’re not going to suicide here, are you?” Airina bewilderedly looked at Jena, who glanced at the driver who nudged her with an awkward clear of his throat. Jena pursed her lips, learning that she had asked an unsettling question. Honestly, nothing was out of place since it was quite common for people who came from lower backgrounds to be intimidated. When she first saw Matthew, Jane regarded him as a good person – kind and courteous. While Airina exuded intimidation and coldness, it was as if she was the CEO and not a shareholder. Well, the most intriguing part was the fact that Matthew didn’t feel challenged at all, he was amused.

Jean's gaze immediately shifted towards me, conveying something significant in the intensity of his stare. At first, I thought it was the light coming to my rescue—a brief illumination that harmonized me with nature. But I was mistaken. It was merely the beginning, an awakening of someone or something buried deep within me. She went by the name Kaleya, yet simultaneously, she wasn't entirely me—or was she? Understanding the unfolding events proved challenging. The persistent voice in my head, seemingly my past self, was something I tried to ignore continually. It was the missing link, the elusive puzzle piece that I struggled to connect—the reason for having two mates.

I took a deep breath and resisted the urge to turn around. I had the urge in my thoughts to tell me to speak to him. I pulled back, wondering if I could recognize the face I was seeing. I have probably met the particular physical being I'm seeing right now. Carefully, remembering that drilled into my head, even trying to recall all past events that had happened in my life. Nearly anxious, I turned to the right, and rapidly I opened my mouth.” “Do I know you before” I said. He was surprised by the question I asked. He kept quiet, and after a few seconds he said, are you ‘Mary’.

Agreement. This was right. This was justice. "Wait for me," Sera whispered, pressing one hand to her chest where the mate bond had once lived, warm and golden and perfect. Now there was just scar tissue and ice. "This won't take long. Six weeks-maybe eight at most. And then..." She didn't finish the sentence. Didn't say what would happen then, after the revenge was complete and Kael Stormridge was destroyed and Marcus was avenged. She didn't know if there would be anything left of her after. Didn't know if she cared.

Zavian forced back the horrible memories. All that bitterness was in the past. Now he was finally awake and she was miraculously alive in his arms. Yet the universe continued its cruel mockery. The woman he had shattered time and slept through decades to save looked at him with terror, quoting scripture to ward off the man she had once willingly chosen. Zavian’s entities roared their demands against his mental barriers. Aetherion, Draeven, Kael, and Zereth all crashed against his sanity, demanding he unleash the beast and claim what was rightfully theirs.

I scanned the crowd and spotted Darian standing near the opposite wall with a group of tall werewolf heirs. He looked miserable in his gray training uniform, and he deliberately kept his gaze fixed on the ceiling so he wouldn't break Kiefer's strict command to ignore me. My chest tightened at the sight of him, and I swallowed the bitter hurt rising in my throat because I had to focus on staying alive right now. "And finally, we have our unregistered anomaly," Matthias said, and his booming voice easily cut through the background noise. Every head in the gym turned to look at me, and a suffocating wave of anxiety made my palms sweat against the fabric of my trousers.

Moving with an unyielding, sovereign grace, she stepped forward until she stood right at the edge of the central walkway, her slate-gray officer’s mantle swaying slightly in the rising heat. ​"You spent fifteen years hiding in the bedrock, feeding on the scraps of my father's calculations," Vivian stated smoothly, her blue eyes flashing with a cold, absolute slate that pinned the cybernetic man across the distance. "You believe you have rewritten the master key because you integrated your spine into the foundry terminal. But you are still tracking a linear equation, Alistair. You are a component. I am the director."

Divan sulked and Nathan chuckled before being serious once again. “So, you found your mate huh?” Nathan stated, he saw Anita’s reaction to this and he was sure that it will be difficult for her to accept that Divan is her mother’s mate. “Yes, she is beautiful man,” Divan answered with a smile on his face. “And she is older and Anita’s mother. The former Luna of Rosewood pack.” Divan did not even notice that she was older, all he saw was his mate and that she was beautiful and unconscious.

He could not help but sigh. Flora stirred her chilled coffee with a small spoon: "I can't even make sense of my own state right now... I feel... so unsettled... Matthew's sudden disappearance, the lack of any news... Selena's... The pressure is too much..." Her voice was on the brink of hysteria. "Do you remember the Matthew I described to you? My senior from university, an individual born with extraordinary capabilities, even stronger than most. A Matthew like that won't easily encounter mishaps, he knows how to protect himself."