Scott Pilgrim Matthew Patel Novels & Stories

And such was my case. Recalling last night. I had not spoken to any male except my brother and Anthony. Was Anthony the one? The thought of him being my mate made my stomach churn and there was no way in hell I was going to accept him as my mate after holding my hands possessively. Opening my eyes, I looked at my mother. “My wolf expressed herself to me last night. But I only spoke to Anthony aside from Brady. Mum, you remember Anthony? He rarely appears in court. But he is the Beta’s last born.”

A smile curved on his lips, she was getting better, way much better. “Humph,” he heard a scoff and turned to see Steven watching the fight in amusement. “You call that a fight? Guess the Blue Moon warriors aren’t as strong as they are rumored to be,” he said to his Beta, a brown mixed with red haired boy with green eyes. “Is that so?” Sean asked. “How about the future Alpha spars with me?” Steven looked down at him, “I don’t waste my strength on Betas.” “So full of yourself, aren’t you?” Sean smiled, his gaze going to the boy behind him, “do you see the way he classifies Betas?”

asked Matthew, laughing till tears were about to fall. He walked towards Kirin like a wild beast, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him into the air as if he was lifting a small baby chick. “My master has about a trillion dollars worth of assets. What about giving me two trillion? Then, I’ll call you my master,” Matthew suggested. “Two trillion, what kind of joke is that?!” Kirin suddenly became ferocious. He kicked Matthew and actually jumped out of the latter’s grasp. Matthew was slightly shocked that Kirin was actually a skilled fighter. Kirin was about to attack, but Dhrishit was faster.

I didn't fret because I thought it was Dede since the other chef wasn't around. "You're working alone?" The voice startled me and made me turn abruptly. "Who are you?" I asked "I'm Matthew" "Okay! What are you doing here?" I was suddenly scared because of the burned scars he had on his face and the iron stake he was holding made fear run through my body. "I'll love to ask you some questions," He said, smiling wickedly. "That'll be after work. As you can see I'm busy right now, I don't have the time for questions. You can come back later in a few hours. By that time, I should be free" I replied, thinking he'll leave after that.

“Hi, we haven’t been introduced. I’m Britney Collins. Best friend. Emotional support system. Amateur psychic. And you must be Matthew. I’ve heard so much about you.” I'm thankful for Brit in my life. Matthew gives me a look, something unreadable. “That's me, Matthew Jones.” The other man smiles, easy and confident. “Carter Scott. I’m also the best friend. And his lawyer.” Carter extends a hand. “Pleasure.” Carter adds: “Harper we've met a few times already, hope you haven't forgotten all about me.” “Of course I haven't.” We all sit together. Britney next to Carter, eyes locked like she’s already picturing their sex tape. Me next to Matthew, pretending I’m not vibrating with nerves.

God help him, it feels like the only truth left. Matthew abruptly snaps his face towards the window as if sensing Khatri’s presence and the priest holds his breath, slowly slinking into the shadows. but the boy kept looking, pulling his curtains open wider until their eyes locked. Caught red-handed, Khatri’s pulse spikes, but he doesn’t move from his spot. actually, he just couldn’t. all the blood in his body rushes south, thicking his cock under his slacks as he took in the boy’s disheveled state. Matthew’s shirt is rucked up, pants down, and his pretty dick glistening with precum. Khatri has feared that Matthew might hate him, once he come to his senses, he might see Khatri as a monster wh

the captain began to scold again but Matthew cut him off. “It’s okay, Captain. It’s partly my fault for not introducing myself when we met before.” The captain blinked, confusion written all over his face. “You know him, young master?” “Yes. I know him vert... very....well.” Kaizer’s gaze lifted slowly, eyebrows twitching under the weight of his stare. Matthew was holding himself back. So fun to watch. “But the person I know isn’t Kaizer Salvador. It’s Kaizer Sandoval.”

A year passed, and Matthew is now the head of Research and development of the Patrick business. He found out that Matthew was brilliant and had many ideas on how to improve their product. Matthew even plans to export their product abroad. He wanted their product to be known not only locally but overseas, too. Patrick and Celeste adore him and Abby, who are the constant visitors of Patrick and Celeste's home. Matthew and Abby live a happy life for almost two years. One day, while Abby and Matthew were having lunch at Patrick and Celeste's residence, Abby fainted, causing everyone to panic.

Artemisia Matthew is working on a sculpture. His stained clothes make him look like he escaped some secret fantasy of mine. I stare drooling a bit too long before his chuckle gets me to finally force out something. “Didn’t you want to have breakfast?” I ask as he rubs his hands clean with a rug. “I’m not that hungry,” He answers with a grimace, making me feel guilty. Something about our interaction feels strange, and I cross my arms wanting to scold him playfully to loosen up the situation. “That isn’t healthy. A wolf like you not being hungry is quite a bad sign.”

Rylan couldn't help but notice the sleeve tattoo which ran down the man's arm. He wasn't here to admire his tattoos. He'd rather get straight to the point. Other issues were fighting for his attention. “Alpha Rylan, thanks for your help.” Rylan shoved his hands into his pockets. “You're a member of this pack. So your safety is my priority. What is your name?” He asked. “Matteo. My name is Matteo.” Rylan turned to the physician. “Can you give us a few minutes alone?” “Sure. Yes,” the physician nodded in agreement. Before turning to leave.