Mattheo Riddle X Reader Novels & Stories

That was unheard of. I found it hard to believe but the tingles that erupted where my hand rested on his chest confirmed Iris' statement. Shocked by the strange tingles and by what my wolf uttered, I gingerly grazed his cheek. As soon as our skin touched, similar tingles erupted. they weren't substantial, but still… Was this what Gavin was talking about? I was his mate? My entire body relaxed. I waited for Iris to repeat it, but she didn't utter a word more. She was completely silent. Deepening the creases on my forehead, "mate?" I whispered.

Isabella fought against losing her consciousness for a few moments until she grew weary and collapsed into his arms. “Isabella…” he continued to say as he held her body closer to his. “She’s my mate.” --- Isabella opened her eyes slowly and found herself staring into a familiar ceiling. A light headache pounded against her temples as she groaned and rubbed the sleep from her eyes with the back of her hand. It was nighttime and the room was dark, with only the silvery moonlight streaming in through the window, but she still managed to look at her wrist and realize that her bruise was no longer there.

“Oh, well. I understand Alpha Matthew fell silent then began to arrange the books one by one on shelves. I helped him to choose a book based on the gradation of the color and type of each book. I assume those books number in the thousands. I found an interesting book when I was focusing on compiling the books. “Did you learn the art of deception?” Alpha Matthew turned around. “I haven't had time to read it. I've been terribly busy, but it seems interesting.” “Well… this looks interesting. There's a chance that if I learn it, I could cheat Randy.” “Randy?” Alpha Matthew sounded a little cold. "He's the son of Alpha Hughes. You know he's the one who got us kicked out of HighCrown Walkers.”

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

I answer the call, my instincts telling me that whatever it is it cannot be good. “Who is your mate?” Her angry voice made me flinch. How did she find out? Nicholas and Saxon tensed beside me as they heard her voice. “Mom,” I start only to be cut off by her. “Who is your mate? Aiden, I asked you a question first,” Nicholas looked sorry and Saxon shrugged at her stern voice. “It’s Anna Carter, Mom.” I sighed, there is no point in hiding the truth. “And you did not mind telling me because?” She continues in her Alpha tone, which she used only when was extremely angry.

Matt took a swig of beer and went to the restroom. He was about to enter the men's restroom when Matt smelled something. It was so fragrant, intoxicating. A kind of smell that invigorated him. Matt didn't realize he was following that fragrance. He found himself standing outside the ladies' room door. He almost sniffed all the women coming out from inside. Several women had passed by, but none of them had the fragrance he was craving. Matt changed positions. He leaned against the other wall, opposite the angle of the door. He could smell that fragrance more strongly there, as if it was giving him new strength.

“Yes. It’s her. It’s been her this whole time. I didn’t know at first, but then I saw her at Velvet, and—” “And you didn’t tell us?” Riley cut in. “You’ve been sexting with her? And now you’re… what? Emotionally invested? Fucking with her?” “Damn.” Alex whistled. “That’s a whole trope. Professor-student forbidden romance with BDSM? I read fanfic that starts like this.” “Alex…” I groaned. “I’m just saying,” he added, grinning. “This is my favorite genre.” Riley still looked like she wanted to throw something. “She’s like a decade older than you, Matthew.”

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The music thinned the further I went, replaced by muffled laughter behind closed doors. I found another one of Sofia’s friends in the hallway where the bedrooms were located. He was leaning against a wall, a lit cigarette hanging from his fingertips. I approached him. “Matthew, do you know where Sofia is?” His eyes widened in fear when he saw me. As if he wasn’t expecting to see me there. A sinking suspicion settled in my gut. “Where is she?” He wouldn’t meet my eyes, shifting on his feet. He hesitated. “I– look, I don’t want any drama, man.”

With my new blanket wrapped around me under the sheets, I spent the night full of dreams starring Trey. This morning I had more energy as I ran around with nervous jitters getting ready. Elena and I ate an early breakfast, but rather than follow her to the room, I snuck into one of the small hotel computer labs. A few quick searches later and I had a mini encyclopedia of information on Trey Good, Raven Digital Arts, and Dragons Reborn.