Novel & Cerita Mata Rasenggan

~Tilly POV~ “Matilda May. Third born of the top warriors in the pack, Greta and Harold, is cordially requested to train at the Warriors Elite at the bidding of Alpha Jeremiah of the Cursed Moon Pack.” My younger brother, Beckham, reads aloud in awe. He pauses for dramatic effect and I groan, covering my head with the blanket on my bed.

While Rasmiah kept Jheval busy, Miss Mata thought of a way on how to get rid of her most hated cousin but she couldn’t think of a thing. “You can’t fight if your heart and mind are stuck somewhere. You must tell yourself that you can do it so you could do it. Remind yourself, Freya. You are not who your rival thinks you are.” Grandpa Martes’ voice spoke in our minds and I guess the Freya that he was talking to is Miss Mata. “But… I—” her voice was shaking and even when her eyes was closed, there were drops escaping. She slowly sat down on an Azarique rock who turned itself into a bench.

It was almost time. I shook it off and walked to Henry. Hugging my knees, I sat close and whispered, “Ria wants to sell me to King Marcus. She doesn’t want me to be with my true mate chosen by the Moon Goddess. She’s planning to have rogues block my path so Marcus will reject me too.”

yes heard. From the day we mated, Andrea never closed her mind link. Never. If I would have wanted to, I could have heard everything that she is doing and what she is talking about, and even what she is listening to. Mind link didn’t work like this for others. But for a mate, it was always different. Because mates are known to be one soul in two different bodies. When I opened the mind link, Andrea was talking with Caleb and a lady was standing beside her.

“Planter, healer, harvester. A mother.” The woman’s eyes widened as delight seeped in. Rosalia grinned. “Well, I don’t know about mother yet, but that’s because I haven’t met my mate yet. You are cool, too.” Maya grinned back. They kept their conversation muted as they watched over Luke, who only turned once and groaned when it put a toll on his shoulder. Gently, Rosalia eased him on his back, then glanced at her watch. “Well, I have to…” The knock on the door interrupted her. “Yes?”

Weston will choose his mate. The words kept ringing in my head. A new testament, something i couldn’t truly believe until it was indented in my mind. I expected the ceremony to be anything else other than what Weston announced. I could feel myself Losing Grip of reality when I heard those words leave his mouth. when he presented those women and declared that he would choose a mate from one of them. I had lost him forever. He was no longer my best friend. He was no longer my friend to begin with. He was alpha and he has now started taking over his duties as alpha and doing what was good for the pack.

They just cut. A knock at her door interrupted her thoughts. "Sera?" Rosie's voice. "We're going down to dinner. Want to come?" Sera tucked her phone away and opened the door, forcing a tired smile. "Sure. I'm starving." Dinner was similar to the night before-good food, friendly conversation, the easy camaraderie of people who worked together. Sera listened more than she spoke, gathering more information about pack dynamics. She learned that Beta Lucas was respected but intimidating. That Celeste was beautiful but distant. That the upcoming mating ceremony was causing tension-excitement about the alliance, but unease about Celeste herself.

Aaron has always been careful about our meetings, but tonight, I want to surprise him. No matter how many times I see Aaron, I always feel like this—nervous and excited all at once. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted, and I can hardly wait to see him again. As I walk down the road, it’s impossible to miss the posters plastered on every surface of the street. An announcement of the Mate Games happening soon. As I read the words on the posters,I can’t help but roll my eyes. The Mate Game is one of the most barbaric tradition we follow here. The very process is not only dangerous, but life threatening. The royal family here, rose to their status today because of their strength and resilience. By

I Alexander Ortega reject you, Lisa Andrews as my mate" I heard him say with all seriousness. His voice was firm, rough and pricing deep into my heart like a warriors blade. I could feel my heart bleed as I heard those words from my mate's mouth. I looked into his eye but they where dark and emotionless, he did not seem moved by the words he was saying and one could see how dead serious he was, my eye was in immediately filled in tears as they threatened to fall but I fought hard to make sure it didn't.

I replied, trying to maintain a casual demeanor despite the confusion swirling inside me. "Wait, are you for real right now? You seriously don't feel the mate pull? Like you don't perceive any strong scent around me which makes you wet and a bit aroused?" he questioned, looking genuinely perplexed by my response. His words caught me off guard, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of frustration and amusement at the situation.