Matthew Lewis In Me Before You Novels & Stories

I tilt my head to the side and raise my brows, indicating that I am all ears. “Before I left the Lorenzo residence. I mentioned the death of your mother and sister to Matthias and about you believing that he played a part in their demise…” Levi’s voice trails off as he gives me a moment to register what he’s already said. Knowing that he must speak slowly and with caution. A low, murderous growl departs my lips as my heart suddenly begins to thrash against my chest. Speaking about my mother and Scarlett out loud is still a sensitive topic, and a burning rage filled with agony blinds me every time.

Not with Lewis actually needing my help for once. “That…” I turned my head so that I looked Lewis’s mother in the eyes. She held nothing but pride as she smiled at me, pulling me into a large embrace before I could even comprehend what she was going to do. “That was amazing… That is the side of you that I have been waiting to finally see in person, I thought maybe you had lost that fire. You truly do have a way with words”

She gave me a grin that made my inside twist- like she'd already decided this was going to be easy for her. "Go on," she said, nudging me forward. I stepped onto the mat, my pulse thudding in my ears. The girl raised her fist, waiting. I mirrored her awkwardly, my shoulders too stiff, my stance shaky. "Remember what I showed you," the girl encouraged from the sidelines. The girl lunged first, throwing a light jab toward my shoulder. I yelped and stumbled back, nearly tripping over my own feet. A ripple of laughter stirred from somewhere in the room, but before it could build, that sound again- Jay's low, deliberate throat- clear.

The guilt will never end until I make this right. "Lily…" I begin, thinking carefully of what I’m going to say. "It's true that Chloe and I were together before you came. And I’m sorry you had to find out this way. But I promise you that what she and I had wasn't real, it was a toxic relationship that I had a hard time getting out of. She wanted to be my mate, but it didn’t work out the way she hoped. What she and I had is buried deep in the past. You’re here now, and I want you to be my future and my happiness just like how I want to be yours. You’re my mate Lily Stephens. As difficult as thit is to accept, that's how it must be."

Footsteps descended the staircase. Matthew appeared a moment later, dressed simply in a gray sweater and dark trousers. His injury had healed enough that his movements no longer looked uncertain, but there was still a lingering caution in the way he carried himself, as though every step reminded him how close he had come to losing everything. His gaze found Ava instinctively; then he noticed the suitcase. His smile faded. "So it is today." Grace nodded. "My flight leaves this afternoon." Matthew walked into the living room, slipping his hands into his pockets.

Why would he blame me? The guilt Camelia felt toward me turned into equal disgust toward him. Every time she saw Grayson, she was reminded of the moment she left me alone at home. Perhaps what she hated was not Grayson but the version of herself who had once been so indecisive. However, none of that mattered to me anymore. After all, I was about to see my mother again. To my own surprise, I found myself quietly looking forward to that moment.

They appeared to be tugging on each other even as they walked, and my gaze darkened at the sight of them. I had never seen Gregory in my previous life, but I guess I got to see him in this one. I should have known. How could I have forgotten about the lesson my previous life had taught me? With a derisive snort, I got into the car.

Henry's POV The atmosphere was thick with tension, the previous confrontation still heavy in the air as Liam stood there, stunned. I could see disbelief flickering in his eyes, reflecting a tumultuous whirlwind of emotions. It was as if a switch had been flipped within him, and I hardly knew how to navigate through the tidal wave of realization that had just crashed over us. “I’m… what?” His voice cracked, disbelief rippling through each syllable as he turned toward the elders, seeking a confirmation of the truth that threatened to shatter everything he thought he knew. “You’re saying I’m an heir? That my mother was linked to this pack?”

One of the men says, setting eyes on me. “I will leave you alone,” Sean says and disappears almost immediately. There was something about the way they all watched me with a keen interest that made the hair on my skin stand. “You’re probably wondering,” the younger girl closest to me says, her voice having an edge of creep to it, “The excited one is Oliver Brookman,” she refers to the first man who spoke, “And that is Joseph Fisher, Miranda Cosgrov, and I am Amber Reed.” She turns fully to me now and puts a hand out for me. “Nice to meet you, Jesse.”

The baby fussed at the transfer but calmed almost instantly when Eli positioned him differently, rubbing slow circles on his tiny belly with his palm. I blinked. “Are you kidding me? What kind of witchcraft—” Eli smirked then lightly pressed Matteo’s side making him burp. And then, silence. Matteo’s body went loose, his eyelids fluttering before shutting completely. I just stood there, stunned with my hands hanging useless at my sides. “I’ve been walking holes into the floor for days and you’re telling me it was that simple?” “Looks like it,” Eli said, placing Matteo back beside his twin. Then he paused to stare at both of them, mostly in admiration. That look on his face — soft, protective,