Novel & Cerita Mateo Santiago

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.

Unmated. For women who dreamed of becoming Luna to one of the strongest territories in the region, he was the greatest possible prize. They did not know him. They did not know what he kept beneath his house. “You’re welcome to him,” I said. Lyra blinked. “You expect me to believe you entered for another hunter?” “I didn’t enter for a mate.” “Then why are you here?” Sable watched me carefully. I could not tell them the truth. Not all of it. “To collect something that belongs to me.”

“Y-you what?” “I told him no,” Bryce said, voice firm now but still calm—no raised volume, just unyielding certainty. “A bond is not something to discard in a moment of pride or anger. It is not weakness. And it is not optional.” He leaned forward slightly, elbows on the table, his presence filling the space without crowding me. “You are his mate, Sarah. The bond was formed the moment you agreed to it. Hunter may have lost his temper last night—God knows, I’ve seen him snap before—but I will not allow him to throw that away like it’s nothing.”

My pussy, wait not even my pussy, that thing can't fit my mouth. “ You can stop staring now, Samantha!” Maximo shouts before he smirks at me. Santino however, marches forward, one foot in front of the other. I look around. “ Don't even think about it or I will burn you alive!” Maximo yells. Santino in all his naked glory makes it near me and I can't control my eyes. Near, it looks even more huge than it did where he was standing. My jaw drops. “ Try what you did again, and I will let you fall to your death,” He growls, his sapphire eyes chilling me down. His voice is sharper than any edge, and I can feel it cutting me down.

Not even a fraction. Pain, hot and blinding, ripped through my chest. It felt as if someone had reached between my ribs with bare hands and violently yanked my heart in two. I fell hard to my knees. The cold marble bit into my skin through my jeans. I wrapped my arms around my stomach, bending forward as my wolf howled in pure misery inside my mind. She clawed at the fading connection, desperate to hold onto the mate she was made for. "I strip you of your title as future Luna," Caomh's voice droned on above me, cold and terribly indifferent. "I release you from my side."

Costa looks at me then Simon, “I want a sip of that beer next. Mateo Santiago Fernandez the gang lord of Mexico. Beer. Come!” He says as he demands Simon to give him his beer. I indicate for Luke and Callum to stay as Simon walks out with me to Brian. “Find out everything about Mateo Santiago Fernandez and see what his tie is with the children disappearances that happened a few years ago in Connecticut.” Brian nods and then makes his way towards the computer station we set up close by. Simon and I make our way back inside as Costa now looks a bit more like himself, “Bonus question, you get to finish your beer and sandwich after

Matteo, who had girls practically lining up like they were waiting for concert tickets? Let's not forget he's Santiago's brother and I already agreed to go out on a date with Santiago. I can't deal with two bad boys the same night, and definitely not when they were brothers. My stomach twisted painfully. Oh no. No no no. This was exactly how those campus gossip pages got their content. “Matteo,” I breathed, “I… tonight…. It's impossible. I can't go out on a date with you.” He nodded before I even finished. “Why? Because you already said yes to Santiago.” He said it so casually, like he wasn’t confirming the beginning of my emotional crisis.

"Bro, are you crazy? It’s almost three in the morning. I’m already in bed, and my father has me running a board meeting at nine. Can we just do it tomorrow? I'm exhausted." Mateo slammed his glass down, his jaw tightening. "Fine." He hung up and immediately dialed Santi. "Santi, get up. We’re heading down to the docks." "Man, I can't," Santi groaned, the sound of loud music and a woman's laughter echoing in the background of his call. "I’m at a private after-party in Salamanca. I’m completely wasted, Mateo. Call Leo."

If I wasn't focusing on trying to be better to actually deserve to be called her mate, then I would have probably acted much worse than that. The conversation Sydney and I had this morning rang in my head as the six of us made our way to the cells — Sylvain, Tane, Zen, Enzo, Victor, and myself. I could already feel a cold chill greet my skin at the thought of heading to those dingy fucking cells.