Matt X Edd Mga Nobela at Kwento

Everyone stops instantly. “That’s all for today,” Coach calls out, his voice carrying across the room. “I saw some really great improvement from all of you. Go ahead and head to the locker rooms—the bell will be ringing soon.” I step off the mat. Trying to steady myself. Jenny nods at me. “Good work today.” I nod. But my hand drifts to my neck again. Still warm. Still there. Jay is waiting near the exit. We walk out together. But I can’t shake what happened.

When Beta Zack finished reading I can feel my mate's emotions, he is very touched but he didn't want to show his emotions. I can feel his pain, his love for his mother. I can read Beta Zack's emotions and mind. Beta Zack thinks 'He deserves all the love in the world, he looks so painful, his mother after so so many years wrote to him. should I go console him? But he doesn't like to show his emotions.'

My phone pings in my pocket bringing me out of my thought, it was a message from Matt. Matt: You okay? Matt had been there for me so long I couldn't remember a version of my life without him. University, Career disasters, even family drama.He always showed up. Even when I didn't ask. Matt: Eva called me, which means things are bad. I laughed. Cassie: She's dramatic. Matt: That's not a no. Cassie: I think I'm tired. Matt: Then stop surviving for a minute. My throat tightened unexpectedly, because maybe he was right. Maybe survival wasn't enough anymore, maybe I wanted something else.

I could still remember how he had laughed when I first showed him the videos and photos. He'd said the man looked really handsome. And he was right. If it wasn't because I wasn't gay, I'd have thought that was actually real. That was how good the guy was. If only I could get my hands on whoever was paid to edit them. I rose up from the chair as I got ready to leave. “Are you leaving already?” Matt furrowed his brows. “Yes, idiot. I'd rather go home to that bitch than sit here, listening to your shit.” I picked my suit and shrugged into it.

I understood that my words had upset him even though that hadn't at all been my intention. "I'm not going to forget you." He said solemnly, pausing to take my hands in his. I relished the feeling of his rough palm against my smooth ones. Despite the fact that I didn't want him to get upset again, I still couldn't stop my response. "You shouldn't make promises you might not be able to keep." He shook his head at my words, chuckling softly. "You're such a strong headed woman, Ella." He seemed to be reaching for my chin when the door burst open and his mother walked in. Just like that my mood took a downward spiral.

Elena's voice came behind me, but it was quickly interrupted by Matt's thick expression. “Pack matters first,” Matt said carefully. “The council expects you back within two days, my lord EDGAR,” he smiled, his husky voice stressing the fake name I had identified as before Elena. My jaw tightened. “Oh damn you, my Beta!” I said through the mind link. “Very well, My Alpha EDGAR,” he chuckled. However, the thick tension going on couldn't be eluded, not even with a joke. Matt’s gaze shifted again—this time toward Elena, lingering just a second longer than earlier.

I knew exactly who that was. “So close…” I muttered to myself as I turned towards the voice. “Oh hey, Matt. What’s up?” I started to walk backward, praying that maybe he would get the idea that I didn’t want to talk. “Have you seen Harriet?” Matt sheepishly grinned. Matt was tall with thick curly dark molasses-colored hair pushed on top of his head by a sweatband. He was strong but not really muscular. He had dull gray eyes that only held any real emotion when he had his tongue shoved down my friend’s throat.

I ask, bewildered why they think I’d have any sway over the rogues. “With Xander, Fletcher, and Nora gone…” Elle explains, “they’re skeptical, but Fletcher respects you we think it’ll hold more weight than ours.” ‘If you consider wanting in her pants respect, then sure,” Matt blurts out, his unkind comment making me visibly flinch. “And what do you want from me, Matt?” I snarl, turning on my heel. My heart shattering into pieces, as I put as much distance as possible between us.

Maybe Alpha Aaron needed to reconsider how he trained us, because his methods clearly did not work. I nudged Matty heavily with my elbow before his Dad turned round from the whiteboard he was standing at, writing something. Wait, when did he start writing stuff down? Did I miss that? Shit… Matty jerked upright, blinking his eyes in confusion as his eyes adjusted to the light within the room. He turned his gaze to me, his eyes narrowing as he did. A scowl quickly appearing upon his face. ‘You listened to any of this?’ He questioned through the mindlink.

His movements were slow, deliberate, and they had the sensual grace of a cat. “Tell me about yourself, Matt. What do you do for a living? Did she think he was older? “I'm at university.” Matt fudged the truth a little. — Studying Pedagogy. “Not just a pretty face,” she said, and he nearly choked on his first sip. of margarita. “That's good,” he continued. — I like a man with content. His hand dropped to Matt's arm and the fingers danced across his skin in a touch that was