Novel & Cerita Mamatay Na Ako

I lowered my head and whispered, “I’m sorry.” Marcus shook his head. “Don’t be. If that’s how it was, then I hope you give me one more chance. “Another chance to win you back.”

I said and my dad rubbed his head in confusion as he gently walked to the bed, sitting down on it quietly. “Why did you have to reject your mate without informing either me or your mum?” He asked and I squeezed my face, I couldn’t fathom what he meant. Is that not a normal thing to do if I don’t like my mate? Did I have to Inform anyone before I could reject or accept my mate?

“How did you--” “They told me. Every single day, they made me watch the same stupid clips of you and Crimson. Kaya ba wala ka noong namatay si Mama dahil sa kaniya? Dahil nagkasakit siya at hindi mo man lang siya maiwan kahit na saglit lang para pumunta sa burol ni Mama?”

Instead of hurting me, they decided to hurt those people I loved. My parents died. I never expected me to stay alive. Parang pinoprotektahan ako para lamang masaktan sa mga masasaksihan. I'm afraid they will took something from me again. I will lost everyting again. Hindi ko alam kung kakayanin ko pang harapin iyon. "Isay?" "Bakit po, Nay?"

. I open the cracked door and make my presence known. “Hello gentlemen, Mother.” I nod my head to acknowledge Alpha Patrick, Alpha Dante, Papa, and mother. I take a seat at my desk and look at my father expectantly. “Princessa, I don’t want to take up too much of your time, I know you have plans. So I’ll cut right to the chase. Alpha Patrick and I have been discussing an alliance of sorts.” He starts. I give my mom a questioning look and she looks just as confused as I am. I peer at Alpha Patrick and he seems a bit nervous. “Go on.” I say plainly. Not wanting to get ahead of myself. “Well…” Alpha Patrick starts “We we’re proposing that maybe you and Dante would…” a guttural growl came from t

But the pain and rage inside me couldn't be contained within a simple hug it seems. “Zarion!” I cried, my voice muffled against his chest. “They killed my Mamita! They ate her! Fucking bitches, I swear I'm going to kill them!” His hold on me tightened as he whispered soothing words. Trying to calm the storm of emotions that raged within me is no simple task. I couldn’t control them on my own. “Yes, we will. Hush now, love…”

But i couldn’t shrug off the nagging feeling, that something bad happened to her in that cursed house. “Forse il ragazzo l'ha lasciata” {“Maybe the boy broke up with her?”} Matteo shrugged and put his hands in his pockets. But his words brought me back to my senses, i instantly loosened my tight fist. I slammed the laptop shut and gave Matteo a stern glance. “Get Out.” I barked, my wolf was acting strangely. I needed to be alone before I kill someone, and Matteo was definitely under Maddox’s radar. Matteo pressed his lips into a thin line and bared his neck, in submission.

I crumpled to the floor, my sobs breaking free as the weight of his words crashed over me. I have a mate. And I’ll get him killed.

I began to explain myself. I wanted to cry, but I refrained. To cry over our system, which wipes out the innocent and works for the killers. What kind of life was that? What kind of world? "Will you tell me why you did this?" I got even angrier. "I DON'T HAVE TO GIVE YOU ANY EXPLANATIONS! I HATE YOU, YOU ARE SUCH A GARBAGE." I started shouting. "Please don't shout so much, we're in the center of Rome."

I stared at him, the weight of his words settling heavily in my empty chest. "The Silver Moon pack is dead to you," he elaborated, his voice lacking any trace of pity. "Caomh Colson is dead to you. The girl who cried on the marble floor tonight does not exist anymore. If you want to survive this, if you want to make them regret what they did, you have to kill the part of you that still hopes he will come back for you."