Mattheo Riddle Novels & Stories

He smiled at his father, it was an urgent matter that he was going to attend and the main reason was that Matthew doesn't want his father to know that he can't even solve a small riddle, "Are you sure my boy?" asked his father getting up from the chair, brushing the creases on his suit, "It's ok dad I am fine" assured Matthew with a smile, his dad nodded and left holding his Luna's hand, Matthew was back to his business, he started scrolling on his phone to find the answer on the internet, many things were displayed, many kinds of animal photos with crippled bodies but none showed the exact answer, ******* Myra was enjoying her day back, playing around, collecting wildflowers, and sleeping o

Akira threw her question at me, asking me the same thing I had earlier wanted to avoid—the same question I had feigned ignorance about. Her gaze was fixed on me as she waited for my response, but since it had gotten to that, I knew I couldn't escape it anymore. A small smile curled my lips, and I said to her, "I can never be his mate; I'm just a poor Omega." My voice, although small, was firm enough to convey my hidden intentions—don't even think of it! But the words had barely left my lips when Akira's face broadened with a smile. "I know, Xenra, I know you can never be his mate," She said, "I was just asking. I just wanted to hear your opinion about my brother, if he was someone you could

she said and turn back to Hailey who just stood there saying nothing. "Jenna" Hailey mutters and Jenna straightens up her back dusting the front of her dress again. "It's Claire dear. Call me Sr. Claire," she proudly introduce herself and with that Hailey fainted. I stood their shock as Colby rushes to his Mate while Jenna moves around to help him out. My mind swirl with thoughts before I look up to the sky muttering, "moon goddess, what have you done?"

Mew nodded his head and said "I know either than Filo, no one can stand my energy, that's what I told to my pack elders. If I continue the matting process for my sake, he might die." Zee interrupts the serious conversation and said "Again. I don't understand. How is that possible to mate a male??" Mew sighed and said "That's not important here because that's never gonna happen. so we can't go further about that thing." Zee said "Ok. Even though I am curious. I will search for some information." Ohm shooked his head in disbelief and said "Suits yourself." Mew asked all "Ok then how is your Luna's doing.?"

When we arrived in the car, Raven leaned against the chair sighing softly. She shut her eyes and opened them again while my gaze focused on the screen. "Any news?" I asked Rowland. "No sir," he replied. Matteo was yet to return. I knew he would. I had witnessed these scenes too many times. Whenever he went to auctions or even a deal and he lost, he would leave and return. His return was always deadly. Matteo would never take defeat for an answer. It was either he won or used violence to take back what he believed he deserved.

The two of us deliberately let Mattheo get to the fifth floor first to meet Angel. Before Mattheo called the girl, Luke stepped in as the main character. The conversation we had arranged would make Mattheo feel depressed. And here, my role would triumph. When Mattheo is devastated by his wife, I will come as the god of help who reaches out to him. I'll make him fall into a mud pit, let him drown, and then rescue him. Even the craziest of men would not hold back tears, at the helping hand in the deepest hole he'd fallen into.

**MATTEO** I nodded once. “I’ll reach out right now.” I closed my eyes briefly and opened a mind-link, reaching across the distance with practiced ease. The connection clicked almost instantly. *Zephyr.* The response came back sharp and wary. *Matteo. It’s been a while. What kind of trouble are you dragging me into this time?* *Not dragging. I need you here — neutral ground, the old clearing by the eastern border. Now. Bring everything you have on dark moon signatures from the last twelve hours. Lives are on the line. Children.*

As soon as we walked in, the owner recognized us and came over with a big grin. “Hey, Emily! Out for dinner with Aden again?” Aden’s body went rigid, and Ivy’s face immediately darkened. She tightened her grip on his hand like she was making a point. The owner looked between the three of us, eyes darting to Ivy and Aden’s joined hands, trying to figure out our relationship. Aden cleared his throat. His voice lowered as he glanced at me, trying to explain himself. “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not her mate, Aden. I’m James. Emily is my…”

Myra could feel the hostility rolling off Matteo the moment he locked eyes with Draven. “Calm down,” she said quickly. “He’s… umm… m-my fath…er.” The word finally left her mouth. Matteo froze. Shock flashed across his face as he turned from her to the man standing by the table. He had ginger hair and similar eyes. There were some resemblances if he really looked. But still— “Are you sure?” Matteo asked, frowning. “He might be an imposter. Does he look like a middle-aged man to you? He could have ulterior motives.”