Matt And Mou Mga Nobela at Kwento

A D*****d notification popped up in the corner of the screen. Matt Zedrick Jao wants to join the call. Elijah grinned wolfishly. "Uy... perfect timing." He clicked Accept. The screen split into a multi-view layout. Matt appeared in a plain white shirt, his damp hair suggesting he’d barely finished drying off. He frowned at the camera. "Ano'ng nangyayari?" Before Elijah could reply, the chat welcomed him like royalty. MATTTTTTT!! CAPTAIN MATT!! MATTDRAE IS HERE!!

Epilogue 2400 Kaobu realm "Mom, I'm out," she hollered, slinging her school bag as she waved at her mother at the entrance. "Awwwww, my baby," her mother wiped the tears on her face dramatically with a kerchief. "Hng!" she groaned, "mom, I'm not going to war," she stated, "I'm going to school, S C H O O L," she spelt out as her mum nodded in understanding.

Ezra protests on the top of his voice with a frown as he looks over to Nero. “It does not matter Son, not everyone is as lucky to find their Mate and this is the perfect opportunity to strengthen our ranks without having to start a fight with another pack, you will have noticed how we have stayed the same size for years now as we haven’t got many Pack members in the first place.” He stops the protest of his own son in an instant.

Something strange and addictive rushed through me. “You need to stay here, Eila.” I stared at his half-open lips. Thoughts I didn’t want flooded my head as I lost my breath. I whispered in pain, “I know you feel it too, Marcus… You’re my mate.” I shook my head, not believing what I heard from my own mouth. He glared at me, deadly serious. “Stop spitting nonsense.” “You don’t believe me?” I shoved him hard enough to slip away, but before I reached the door, Marcus caught me, pinning me against the wall.

I'm now in their pack; Rogue is in the red moon pack. Without will, I closed my eyes, inhaling as much air as possible, loaded with its smell. And then incomprehensible words came from my wolf, Alora. I understood only one word from her. "mate".

"Gather all our confidants. We'll talk about our attack on Hugh's wedding." Mom’s eyes gleam with a fierce determination, mirroring my own. “Good, let’s head to your condo and talk about our plans in detail.” The rain has finally eased to a gentle patter as me and mom arrive at my condo, the journey fraught with tension. We hurry inside, shedding our sodden clothes and scrubbing away the remnants of the storm. In dry clothes, we wait, my nerves taut with anticipation.

|Chapter 04| Zaitelle Axis A day before Kester's 20th birthday, his mom, Mrs. Aqua Quiner called me for a talk. I'm quite perplexed and a little bit nervous because of her sudden invitation even though we were doing it since my childhood days. I don't know why there are too many changes in terms of interacting with them when in fact, I shouldn't act like this. "Nana, is this okay?" I ask her while putting a dress in front of my body and watch how it looks in me.

"Watch your mouth." "Or what?" Marcus laughed. "You'll challenge me? You're not ready, boy. And the council knows it." The elders murmured, nodding. Marcus turned to me. "You've embarrassed this pack. A mute human with no wolf, spreading her legs for a half-breed playboy. Do you have any idea what this does to our reputation?" I opened my mouth. No sound came out. The panic was closing in. Kael stepped forward. "She's not a whore. She's my mate."

Mateo's pov They all offered me appealing gazes but I knew that was a mask underneath their menacing looks. It was safe to say that no one in the mafia could trust each other but with the way things were moving, my height of paranoia would stretch to its limit and my patience was wearing thin. “Matteo has delivered the painting… but uh, is it safe here now that girl is around?” Angelou linked his fingers together. The man has more rings in his fingers and a scar on his left eye, evidence of five failed marriages. His eyes darted left and right as he spoke as though waiting for someone or backing him up.

So in answer to my mom’s question, I told her all she needed to know. “Madre, she’s my mate and you cannot blame me, but the moon goddess. I realised the very first day I returned and you won’t hold any grudges against Mia because she’d been against this but I can’t let her go. You know this, Mi Amore,” I said in a calm voice, staring my mom in the eyes.