Matthew Shepard Wiki Novels & Stories

"As if I am going to let that shit happen... not in my damn sight!" Before I headed to where Rhea is, I took a last glance to Matthew and he was still fighting that damn guy. Then I started to realize he was familiar. As far as I remember, he was a former Alpha who became rogue because he could not control his powers. But I could not care less about him anymore. If he is going to have his revenge, I don't give a damn if he kills everyone but not my beloved Matthew! When I already reached the damn place where Rhea is, I smiled like a devil. We are now in a dungeon... just the two of us and I am allowed to do whatever the hell I want with her. I circled on her and she followed me with her own

INCOMING VIDEO CALL. I slid the screen. "Look at the camera, Ethan. I want to see your eyes." Matthew Collins. He was sitting at my desk. My desk. In the penthouse. He had a glass of my twenty-year-old Macallan in his hand. Behind him, Sophia was tied to a wingback chair. A piece of duct tape covered her mouth. Her eyes were wide. Terrified. "Matthew. If you touch her—" "I’m not going to touch her, Ethan. I’m going to save her." Matthew leaned back, propping his boots on the mahogany. "I don't want you dead. Dead men are martyrs. Dead men have legacies."

Mateo's pov They all offered me appealing gazes but I knew that was a mask underneath their menacing looks. It was safe to say that no one in the mafia could trust each other but with the way things were moving, my height of paranoia would stretch to its limit and my patience was wearing thin. “Matteo has delivered the painting… but uh, is it safe here now that girl is around?” Angelou linked his fingers together. The man has more rings in his fingers and a scar on his left eye, evidence of five failed marriages. His eyes darted left and right as he spoke as though waiting for someone or backing him up.