Si Mabuti Ni Genoveva Matute นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His face was cold and his eyes emotionless as I had seen in pictures. I quickly stood up to greet them. "Here she is. Aurora Mancini, she came from New York to fill in for the position of a cook." She explained and then I realised that she was the one who interviewed back in New York. He nodded to her explanation and dug his hands in his pocket. "I trust you to watch over her. You know that Matteo only eats homemade food and detests poorly cooked meals." Ginevra nodded. "I'll make sure everything goes well." She averted her gaze from him to me and scrutinised me again. "She looks efficient, I don't think she'll give us any trouble." She said to him like I was invisible.

My answers continued to be the same everyday: “Good, no, and yes.” Always leaving me with a kiss on the forehead. Although my conversations were short with Xavier, my conversations were long with Geegee. I found out that Geegee’s full name was Genevieve Mathers. She was an Omega, who came from a lower ranking family. After her grandmother was killed by a rogue, she had no one left. Fearing for her safety, she traveled closer to the palace. While in the farmer’s market one afternoon, a gentleman accidentally bumped into her. Turns out that gentleman was Beta Ethan. She didn’t go into too much detail, but shortly after meeting him he offered her a job at the palace.

“Did ate Luna always asking something-” “Matti.” “What? Baka ayaw mo akong nagtatanong kasi naaalala mo siya-” “Okay, fine. Spill out your questions. I was born in Auckland.” “Woo, naka-New Zealand siya.” Sumubo ulit ako. “Full name?” “Diba dapat iyan ang unang tanon-”

"You really are shameless. After everything Adriano did to you, you still gave birth to his child. What, did you fall in love with him? "If you ask me, that kid getting sick is karma. He's better off dead. Why are you even trying so hard?" Serena grabbed her hand. "No, Mattia can't die. Please!" Ginevra shook her off. Serena stumbled into the desk but did not cry out in pain. "You want me to save that bastard? Fine." Ginevra smiled. "Get on your knees and beg me. Show me you're sincere enough, and I'll agree."

“Don’t think you get to sweep this under strategy talk. We had a peace pact. You broke it.” Matteo lifted his chin. “He wasn’t the only victim. I lost my wife too.” “Did you?” Jevan answered again. “What else did you lose, Mat? Your reputation? Your logic? Or just the basic common sense of not killing the family of a Cosa Nostra?” He looked at me. Silent. I met his stare and sipped Mama’s lemonade, way too sweet. Our eyes held. Matteo parted his lips to answer, but before he could, Mama leaned toward me and whispered.

Then she gave me this life, I thought, soaping my thighs with more force than needed. An omega in a world where we’re tools for packs—breeders, omegas, nothing but vessels. And now… Hunter. My mate. The one who hates me more than the rest of the world. The words echoed in my head as I rinsed my hair, the suds sliding down my back like tears.

Julianne said, taking the seat opposite him, she crossed her legs and placed her hands on her chin, staring at him. "What do you want? You have made your point at the meeting room and have made a fool of myself." Arthur ignored her earlier words. "You made a fool of yourself the moment you raped me, stole my dignity and pride, rejected me, and chased me out of your pack," Julianne said through gritted teeth. "The second time I am hearing it today, can I have my peace and live in guilt you as you have bestowed it upon me?" "Well, to shame your enemies and grant the one thing you desire, I accept to mate with you and be your Luna. And mind you, I am doing this for Antonia and nothing more." Ju

She squealed in glee, letting everyone inside the hall know that this kid was both her brother and my mate. How fucked up could life get? "Mate?" He echoed, finally recovering from the shock of finding his first ever mate. Silvia disengaged the hug and stared at both of us, with pure wide eyed shock, still processing what was occuring. "You...you two are mates?" She fumbled, pointing at her brother then at me. I was just about to open my mouth and deny everything, when my father and Silvia's parents rushed into the scene, at the sound of the M word.

The rest of the day was a blur with all the work and for me, Abigail kept her mouth shut. “I’m sorry, Clara. She doesn’t mean it,” Gigi offered with an apologizing smile as we made our way to the empty tables. Gigi was more mature and understanding than Abigail. She was married and was a mother of two beautiful children. Her husband, Norman, worked with a logistics company here in Dawson Creek. Gigi had wheat colored skin with thick black locks that bounced around her shoulders and warm brown eyes that always glanced at me with sisterly love. “I know,” I responded and continued to clean the tables.

I nervously ask her after sometime. "No dear. I am not here to force you to go back but there are things I need to speak to you about," she said smoothly and I listened to her in anticipation, wondering what is it going to be. "First, I think I have to apologize for sending you here." I curiously look at her. "But let me tell you my side of the story," she said and I take a deep breath while watching her. "I was once a werewolf Jenna. I am still one of them," Mother superior confesses. I look at her in shock, not knowing what to say. I am growing too confused now. As if my mother's superior can see my inner turmoil she starts to explain everything to me.