Mattheo Riddle Wattpad Possessive Novels & Stories

My heart continued to slam in my chest, tingles rippling through my jaw and face, sending a shiver down my spine. He bent his head to my level, his intense, fiery-hot gaze uncovering my soul. My light brown eyes met his green ones, filled with a mystery that held me together, one that pulled and sucked me in. My eyes grew larger by every second. “Regalia, my mate.” I pinched my eyes closed. He could not have said that. I—I must have only imagined it. He had no reason to say that, but those words wouldn't stop echoing in my mind.

I’m the man who sets the corner on fire. And Matteo? He might still have Eli. But he just gave me something better. A revelation.

How could no one have expected this? Matteo.

human. "Mate!" My wolf growled.

"Syrra what is this?" "A soul," I mutter. "Whose?" I clench my jaw tighter. "Peter's." He doesn't say anything and when I glance over at him, he is staring at the glowing blue vial in his hand. I swallow the lump in my throat. "I'm sorry. I know I should have talked to you first, but I didn't know what to do," I whisper, my voice cracking. "I didn't expect to find my mate so soon and I wasn't ever planning on having a child and I don't know if I can handle all of this."

I would be back for them, once I had my pack back. “Ok, and gifts, we can’t forget the gifts! Also, I pray to the Moon Goddess that your mate is deliciously handsome, deserving of you and absolutely not from this pack. Maybe he will swoop in and save you like some knight in shining armor.” Matheau wiggled his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes at him and flung some banana pudding filling onto his cheek, “Don’t be ridiculous Mattie. Knights in shining armor don’t exist.” He laughed and wiped the pudding from his cheek, licking it off his finger, “You didn’t always think that way Alyce.”

Isabella’s footsteps echoed softly as she wandered back to her room, her mind a tangled mess of emotions. The conversation with Matteo had left her shaken, the intensity of his gaze still lingering on her skin like an invisible mark. She couldn’t stop replaying his words over and over in her mind—You’re mine now. The more she thought about it, the more she wondered if it was true. Had she truly become entangled in his world, or was she just another piece in his game?

“You have a mate, you do, even the prophesy said—.” “That my mate shall despise me.” King Mattel completed the sentence. “Tell me, Maria, is that not equivalent of not having a mate? Because how can I have a mate and yet it looks like I’m without one. And why is she already hating me without even knowing me? The prophesy is stupid.”

I begged. "I don't care what happens to me, just move," he stubbornly persisted. Feeling exasperated, I frowned, "Why are you doing this Matty?" "Because nobody touches what is MINE!" He exclaimed. Mine? The words echoed in my head and I slowly brought my hands down. I was his? When did that happen? I thought we were just friends. As I gazed up at Mateo, I noticed the possessiveness in his demeanor. I finally understood.

Hera turned to see Matteo standing there with a soft look in his eyes. "Is this your place?" She asked innocently. He shook his head and straighten himself to his full height before walking towards her. "No" he replied. She nodded with puzzlement. Before her imagination could run wild, he explained what he meant. "This is our place. Everything i own is yours. So there is no yours or mine separately. This is ours" he explained. She is surprised by his explanation. Her eyes became moist. "I almost forgot how sweet you are" she murmured softly.