Lycan Prince Matteo の小説・ストーリー

“What if I go back in time and bring Prince Matteo back to life?” “No way will we let you do that!” Tiger grimaced, standing up and striding towards me. He palmed my face and said roughly. “I will not permit you to risk your life for that prince. You and I know that the Lycans could have killed one of us if spotted anywhere in their territory.”

A man with a grey overcoat, well combed black hair and light blue eyes as transparent as they were penetrating stared at her, followed by three other men, all wearing black overcoats and who stopped the moment he stopped. -You? The sound was in unison, disbelieving and surprised. -If you want to stay alive, you'd better come with us,- said the man who was Matteo, the Supreme Guardian of Palaces, and who had long wanted to interrogate this woman. -With so much that you give me news of my son - she begged. Her name was Lucia. Her legacy was matriarch of the dragon shaman clan, and her baby, was probably male and his name was Marcus, a sixty-year-old vampire.

"If the bastard had told me about it, certainly I wouldn't have let her run away." Lucas became angry, "Get me that doctor and gather half of the guards before coming back with him." He instructed and Dolph bowed, glanced one last look at Madeline, then walked out of the house. "Madeline, I want to believe all you're telling me is true. Brenda is the daughter of one of the most influential Lycan kings here." Lucas said with a warning tone to his voice. Madeline just smiled, "You wouldn't have run to me if you thought all I was going to tell you would be lies." She replied flatly. "Your real mate is currently navigating through one of the dangerous places in the city, but she'll be fine just

Isaac – or, Prince Thorne – was the rumored Lycan Prince. “Oh, god.” I swallowed thickly, looking down at my own stomach. I was pregnant with the Lycan Prince’s baby? “Oh, nothing too crazy.” Isaac hummed, the corner of his mouth lifting in a smirk, “I just came here to find the mother of my pup, but from the looks of it, it seems like she’s in the middle of some drama which… I can’t imagine is good for our baby. So why don’t we all just take a breath and talk this out?”

He didn't bother greeting us and went straight to the lesson for the day; but this didn't stop Cicilia from continuing the conversation. "So Blake, what do you think are the chances of me being your mate?" Desperate much? And what was this constant talk about mates? It just sounded deviant when these people kept on saying it. Told you this was a weird town. "I don't know, Cicilia. We'll just have to find out at the stroke of midnight," he responded nonchalantly, which surprisingly made me at ease. "If you guys are mates, I would feel extremely sorry for the moon goddess pairing you guys up. My sister is not easy to deal with." This was the other masculine voice who had spoken earlier. Huh, s

CHAPTER TEN CAMILLA “Mine…” he growled, and everyone gasped. I froze. What did he say? I did not know if I heard him correctly. Did he just say what I think he said? “She is my mate.” He said and my jaw dropped. I looked at him in utter disbelief. “Your highness?” my father blurted, looking confused. “Camilla Sinclair is the lycan prince’s mate.” Fergus repeated, making my whole body freeze, rooted in place.

“You’re even prettier than the rumors.” Lucien sighed. A rare display of irritation. The man grinned. “What? It’s true.” Seraphina studied him carefully. “Should I know who you are?” The stranger placed a hand over his chest dramatically. “You wound me.” Then he offered his hand. “Matteo Rossi.” Seraphina accepted it. His grip was warm. Friendly. Nothing like Lucien’s controlled stillness. “I’m Lucien’s oldest friend.” Matteo leaned closer. “And his greatest source of stress.”

That sharp jolt of panic he couldn't name. Meanwhile, the guards dumped me in a stairwell trash bin and walked off. In the haze, Matteo's words echoed—'Don't let my princess see that mess.' Right. He had a new princess now. The one he used to hold? Replaced. "Matteo Lamberti... I don't want you anymore..."

This is definitely the most correct decision you have ever made. "Are you all crazy?" My father whispered angrily, "Do you think the Prince of Lyon will give up his partner?" Leon Logan is the one cursed by the witch, and only a mate can save him! Wherever we hid, the Prince of Lyons would send after us. Even the entire Moore family would be implicated! I ask you two women to think carefully about the consequences before deciding!"

Peace and love became the order of the day as anyone who disobey the rules or went against the king had severe punishment to face. Matilda accepted fate and sooner than she imagined agreed that her step son was meant to be the Alpha and not her good for nothing Damien. She had tried all her possible best to make sure Damien her son sat on the throne but with each passing day she saw that it was impossible they were lesser or no chances at all. Damien wasn't meant to be the Lycan king.