Novel & Cerita Si Mabuti Ni Genoveva Matute

I tried to ignore them, but Josephene leaned toward the woman beside her and said, “She probably practiced for years just to impress him. It seems that this was all part of her plan. She somehow built her way to get here.” “Impress who?” I asked, and the room shifted. “The Alpha,” Josephene said with a smile that was too sweet to be innocent. I stared at her. “Because obviously the first thing I thought as a child learning piano was that one day I would be sold into a stranger’s estate and need to impress him,” I said, and a few girls laughed. Josephene’s smile faded, and Helena turned to face us. “Do we have a problem?” she asked. “No,” I said, though the tension in the room did not disappe

Matteo whispered, his full lips brushing against the sensitive skin right behind my ear. His hot breath, heavy with the scent of expensive cigars and premium whiskey, practically scorched my skin. "Now listen to me very carefully with that little cyber-genius brain of yours... There is no room for anyone else's ownership in my life, Nova. Especially when I have this tight, soaking wet little pussy moaning so beautifully under me, crying out for my sperm. You don't get to think about anyone or anything else but me!" "Matteo... Ah, fuck... Stop, the guards..." I groaned, but he didn't care.

“ It was the curse he got for betraying his fated mate.” I watch as the children shake in fear like I did the first time she told me the story of the forbidden Alpha. My Mom is a babysitter, and the children like hearing her very scary stories at noon before they get picked up by their parents. The little pups are asleep in the living room, while those from three years and above are circled in our very spacious porch. “She was his fated mate. People believed that she was banished from the pack for murdering her whole family.” Cassie chips in and I roll my eyes away, fighting back the urge to click my tongue. The story is old, false and getting boring.

"We need to have a talk." The color drained from Matteo's face. Marco tried to make a move and was immediately slammed to the ground by two of our men. "Vincent, what is this?" Matteo tried to act calm. "You have no right to barge into my—" "No right?" Don Genovese walked right up to him. "Your recruiters lied to her. Promised a miracle cure for her cancer. Instead, you pumped her full of poison and let her die screaming." He raised his cane and pointed it at Matteo's chest.

“Oh, go ahead with it please." Biting down on my lower lip, I hesitated for a second, contemplating if it was ideal to ask or just let it slide. But I found myself blurting out anyway; “What happened to your mate?" A glint of shock flickered through Gamma Genevieve's orbs. “No, I just felt like asking since you are so beautiful and all. Perhaps something happened, but if you don't want to—” “No, it's fine." She placed her hands neatly on one of her knees and then started. “I had a mate once. Turns out he was a lowly peasant. A common omega, so I had to reject him." She replied.

She simply stepped into the center of the storm and took the tablet from Marcus’s hand with a flick of her wrist. “Genealogists are such dreary people, always looking for roots in dry soil,” she said, her tone dripping with bored condescension. “The reason your specialist found nothing in that village is that Mateo Navarino wasn't born there. He was born in a coastal hamlet three miles north that was absorbed by the municipality in ‘82. If you’re going to dig into my family's private life, Marcus, at least hire someone who knows how to read a modern map.” She reached into the small, beaded clutch at her waist and produced a slim, weathered-looking folder. She tossed it onto the tablet.

His fingers trembled slightly, and the tips were an unnatural gray. The elder sat to one side, watching me with heavy eyes. Two women stood nearby, relatives of the elder who had been assigned to "look after" the Alpha. One was named Lira. The other was Sera. "This is the one from the Vex Pack?" Lira looked me up and down. "She does not look like much." Sera said nothing. She just stared at me with cold eyes. The elder spoke. "Athena Vex. You have arrived. You will be told what to do in due time."

She lowered her eyes to the ground, but the red-haired man shifted her chin upwards. "I am twenty-two years old." She said out loud. She was embarrassed that she had told them her age. People often tomd her she looked four years younger than she was. Baron heaved a sigh of relief, but Xavier frowned. "I find it odd that she is so young. Almost seventeen years younger than us. How could the goddess possibly mate someone like her to us?" Xavier asked, as he turned to look at his brother. "Oh. She's our mate." The older one said.

But she stopped at the last moment, he looked at her while raising his eyebrow, to swallow her nervously, damn his terrifying look Matthew intervened this time, dragging Estera behind him, looking respectfully at Cesar "Beta, it is true that you are higher in rank than me, but I will not allow you to insult me, and then we have not done anything beyond the law." He paused for a bit, before looking at him as he said "I lost my mate a long time ago, and I don't think I'll get a second mate. You know it's rare, then the Miss here she's Human."

“They all matter. And they’re all big. I want to help… but I don’t know what help looks like anymore.” Lady Ivanna studies me for a moment. Then she leans back in her chair, her fingers folding over her lap. “When I was younger, I lived in a house with a leaking roof and broken windows. My mother sewed buttons for a living. My father never made it back from the mines.” I stare at her. “You were poor?”