Mattheo Riddle Wattpad Possessive Novels & Stories

Matteo shrugged, "This place is hidden. I stumbled on it by mistake. So, I did some research on it, and I learnt it possesses mystical powers." "You believe in magic?" I snorted, unable to stop the giggles from slipping out. "I am here for something else. You saw what was written before we came in?" He asked me, and I nodded. "Do not enter except ready to commit," I said. Matteo nodded, and then he cupped my face. "This place is said to mend even what seemed to be impossible. It thaws even the strongest of hearts..." "Are you saying you want to test the authenticity of our relationship?" I asked him with wide eyes.

"I was wondering if any of you knows where Mathew is?" The young pups stare at her for a moment, and she thinks they might feel uncomfortable at her presence. Then one of them asks grimly, "Mathew the Omega or Mathew the Warrior? Which one are you looking for, Miss?" "Oh," Emily blinks, confused. Drat, there just had to be two Matthews. How on earth is she going to know if he is Omega or Warrior, whatever that even means? Maybe they called him Warrior because of his physique, because in all honesty, he is built like one.

Matt released a breath as he realised that he was forgiven but the relief was momentary. "So, You don't have a crush on Charlotte then?" Matt couldn't believe his ears. He just sat there opening and closing his mouth. He had no idea how to answer that question. Did his Alpha really think that he would be romantically interested in his own Luna, the woman who he has already considered as his 'Mother Luna'? "I...No...No...No...Alpha. Why would you say that? My wolf and I have already recognised her as our Luna." Matt explained nervously, wondering which one of his actions caused his Alpha to pose a question like that?

He could be trying to trick me into revealing who I was or planning to kill me either way, but he was pissing me off and getting in the way. “You already own me. What more do you want from me?” “I don’t own you, Renda,” Matt shook his head, shuddering. “Though I… I want you to be mine.” I laughed, unable to help myself, “You do own me, Mr. Wallber–” “Matt,” he grunted. “For moon’s sake call me, Matt.” “You paid a lot for me. If that isn’t owning, I don’t know what is.” “I don’t own you,” Matt said again, his eyes were hard as he looked at me. “Are you coming with me to Club Heaven or not?”

Humans repulsed me, so absorbed in their own greed they hardly recognised what a gift their lives were. "Alpha." I heard a tweedle dumb and tweedle dee announce as the door opened; Matteo strolled in, his tight-fitting suit screaming power and money, which I knew was the point of it and also the reason I had found so many of them destroyed in his walk in. They were what he cherished most, even over the beauty I had in my arms. "Was that YOU putting her first?" I asked, my lips curling, understanding as well as he that he had chosen to answer that call before he had even bothered to check if his mate was ok.

Have you met your mate? I freeze at that one and my shoulders slump solemnly, “I think I might have…” ‘You don’t sound so happy. What’s wrong? Is he dead? Is he a rogue?’ She presses, already growing anxious and I shake my head weakly, “No…none of that. He’s….” I bite my lip anxiously as I’m about to tell her. “…he might be the famous Henry Slater, the Alpha of ‘Black Forest Pack.’” Silence. I don’t hear a sound from Mom and I get pensive. “Uh…mum-”

I said. “Well, she’s not here anymore and she’s already mated to someone else. That’s good news for the both of us.” Allie said. I see Kayden looking around for Allie. I wave at him. “Your mate is looking for you. I will rest now, let’s talk tomorrow.” “Okay. See you tomorrow.” She run to her mate and I laugh how she jumps into Kayden’s arms. She’s really a possessive and jealous one. Just like my mate.

The unspoken weight of the impending conflict loomed in his words. Scott's eyes sparkled with a subtle curiosity, his words dancing in the air. "On a different note," he mused, "we've stumbled upon something intriguing with Mathew. There's a unique ability he possesses—calming Alpha Dominic's wolf. A phenomenon that even Alpha Dominic finds perplexing, unaware that Mathew is, in fact, his own flesh and blood. The unspoken connection resonates in the way his wolf instinctively urges protection, a silent plea that Alpha Dominic, perplexed by its origin, has yet to decipher. The answer should be apparent, but unfortunately not."

Who's got a possessive man? "Who's Matheow, your mate?" I asked instead, wiggling my brows as her eyws widened at the opportunity to talk and fawn abour her beloved mate. "Yes. One and only, Matheow Stewarts." She took a swig of water and stared at me. "Oh." "Enough about me now. At least you know my basic? Mind telling me everything about you?"

“If you remember correctly, I believe I put you in your place last night. Even drugged you down here and chained you up and you want to tell me that you are above me?” “About that. Who and what are you?” “I told you last night. I am a goddess.” I said bluntly, without blinking and without losing eye contact. “That really didn’t answer my question.” Matthew said. His eyes were looking at me like I was crazy. “How about a question for question? I’ll ask a question and you have to answer honestly. Then I’ll do the same.” “Deal.” “Great, I’ll go first. Where can I find the originals?”