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Amanda pov My name is Amanda Dawn and I am part of the lightshade pack. Every year our alpha throws a finding your mate party and all unmated she wolfs must attend. Males from all over come to see if they can find their mate. I hate this cause ever since sixteen I haven't found my mate. I have in fact given up cause now I'm nineteen and still alone. This is so fucking boring but I comply with my mom who orders I go with her cause if not she makes my life hell.

Bought for me And my Atm,still his property though He smiled and settled down Mathew..... He called Mathew is the gate man and he quickly appeared " As from today never allow this girl in my pent house else I will fire you" Alex,I called but he give me a kind of look like the next time I called your name he can slaughter me alive Leave my house this minute What do you take me as, A fool You keep on sleeping around with others while am here giving you money Am I mad

I whispered. "Are you a dove, Nova?" Matteo asked, leaning his face so close that his cigar-scented lips practically grazed mine. "Are you going to sit quietly and wait for my crumbs? Or are you an Albatross... expanding those massive wings to calculate your prey, waiting for the absolute perfect microsecond to tear them apart?" "I could be your Owl, Matteo," I said, staring directly into the depths of his obsidian eyes, throwing the challenge right back at him. "They know things. They hear every single whisper vibrating through the cyber grid."

-Your mate Luna Hazel Suarez Being exhausted of thinking so much and writing the letter again and again Hazel placed her head on her arms and rested them on the table taking some time to proceed. She didn't knew she was scared of Alexander this much until Daxon made her realise it. She has started realizing that Daxon's words are true. He understoods her and tells his what is right or wrong but why even he is doing it?

And that made everything so much more dangerous ✿⋆★⋆✿✿⋆★⋆✿✿⋆★⋆✿✿⋆★⋆✿✿⋆★⋆✿✿⋆★⋆✿✿⋆★⋆✿✿⋆★⋆✿✿⋆★⋆ Matteo's pov

It had been seven long years since I last saw him clearly. However, when I reached Rowan’s villa, just as I was about to knock, I froze. From inside, I heard breathless sounds. I tilted my head, listened carefully, and glanced up at the familiar entrance to make sure I hadn’t gone to the wrong place. “How about it, Rowan? Isn’t it more thrilling for us to mate in our true wolf forms?” That voice… It belonged to my younger sister, Evelyn Dougherty! “Tell me, Rowan,” Evelyn gasped between breathy moans, “Who do you like being with more? Me or my sister, Mia?”

She came willingly, soft and pliant in his arms, she reached up and draped her arms around his neck. Matthias nosed against her, his wolf calm and pleased with her presence. “Did you do this with Ronan as well?” Raine stiffened in his arms a bit, pulling back slightly. “He’s my mate, Matthias, stop being overly possessive " She said no more. But Matthias understood. Having here in the first place was a gift all on its own. He would not ruin that by letting himself get jealous over his own son, over a relationship he pushed for in the first place.

she whispered, tears streaming down her face. Emily reached out, but Aurora stepped back, shaking her head. Her mind raced as she grappled with the impossible truth. How could her mate—her destined partner—be the enemy? Aurora stammered, “My mate—Hunter—is my enemy.” Aurora stood in stunned silence, her body frozen. For a moment, it felt like time itself had stopped. Her wide eyes stared blankly ahead as she placed a trembling hand on her forehead. “Oh my God,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “How can my mate… my mate… be my enemy? No, no, this can’t be happening. The Moon God wouldn’t do this to me!”

the quarterback told me. “What could you have that I could want?” I questioned him. “First things first, I’m Matthew. Matthew Richmond,” he finally introduced himself to me with a hand sticking out. “Aria,” I shook his hand and waited for what he had to say. “Your mother was Aria, Queen of Wolves, was she not?” He asked, shocking me. “How did you know that?” I asked suspiciously. “I put two and two together. My point is, you’re probably next in line and need a way in. I’m your way in,” he proudly announced.

God, how it did. Why hadn’t he called? Had that shameless bastard suddenly grown a conscience? Had he sprouted wings and disappeared, leaving greed behind like a fallen shell? Or—God forbid—it was that cousin’s influence, controlling, suffocating, dangerous. That cousin always seemed worse. “You gave your personal number?” Matteo asked, sharp, probing, leaning forward. “Not the company’s, not Butler Dan’s?” Matthew’s spoon froze midair. His pulse lurched violently, threatening to explode through his veins.