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I said, excitedly but then one thing was still on my mind. How in this world was I going to get that to happen. "I just have to figure out how the fuck to get him to be at least interested in me before I think of getting him to fall in love." Abby chuckled like a maniac, like she had been waiting for this moment. "Have you forgotten my nickname, the matchmaker? Girl, it's not going to be that hard to get that man interested in you. You're literally gorgeous and almost all older men would be attracted to a beautiful younger girl. Just let me take the wheel and I promise with my guidance, that man would be smitten for you in no time."

I halted whatever I was doing and forcibly pressed my finders on to the necklace I previously wore. As soon as our wedding has ended, he went back to his old bachelor ways. Although he has been more discreet with his immorality, it does not change the fact that he always finds a new woman to woo and serve his sexual needs, and continuously get himself addicted to gambling. I never really bothered calling him out for that as it does not concern me personally. But it has greatly affected my professional image, as most of the male investors and business partners has involved in his affairs now looked at me as a pushover housewife.

I suprised myself by saying it. Why not? I could come back, right? I deserve a break from being called names and being told I’m not good enough. It would be nice not to have everything I say turn into an argument. Because even if Alpha Albert and his stupid heir Duke can’t see it, I am pretty damn smart. And maybe… I can play matchmaker once more. Bring Zev and Lana together. Or, I guess, Zev and Raiden, because they seem to have more issues now.

I said with a smile. “She is a doctor. In fact, she is scary and we need to play cupid for them because Brand had messed up with her in their past. But I think she is the one who made him restless and first one to ever reject him.” Stephen said. I blinked my eyes. This man was one of the most introvert kind and he was talking about playing a match maker for his friend. “You never fail to surprise me, Stephen. Don’t worry. Count me in your plan if she isn’t going to kick your friend.” I said and bade him bye before starting my day which was kind of boring since I didn’t have much to do.

“You’re the only one I want. I made a mistake. Just talk to me.” A bitter laugh slipped past her lips. He was spiraling. Good. She started typing something short and scathing. But— Paused. No. That would be too easy. He didn’t deserve closure. He deserved to be undone. Her eyes narrowed as heat ignited behind her ribs. She opened her browser. Elite Matchmakers NYC. The first name to appear? Lucinda Grey. Discreet. High-profile. Expensive. Perfect. She called. “Lucinda Grey’s Private Matches,” a velvet voice answered.

the headmaster said with a wide smile. “Hello, headmaster.” Elinor said with a smile. “That’s a very pleasant couple you two are making,” he anounced and the ballroom quieted down, “Can we hope to expect some good news?” He asked. “Headmaster, your antiques are quite entertaining, as harmless jokes. But I never expected you to be a matchmaker,” she said. “I am a big romantic! I have always been,” he answered with a big smile, “I always thought you a match that O would never be able to make, but I’m glad to see that I succeeded at last.”

Ranging from running into each others arms before heading off into the sunset together , that was my favorite by the way , to not being mates after all or even worse Bianca being rejected. I'm just hoping this works out for Bianca in a good way , that poor girl has put so much energy and time into finding her mate. She deserves her happiness because she has really put the work into it, but if this fails she is going to be heartbroken. If that's the case then I'm going to talk her into going to the States to look for her mate . My family there would be happy to help her and I know my sister would love the chance to play matchmaker .

I would say anything for my peace of mind. "I told you! It's not for nothing that I'm called the best matchmaker. I told your father I would do an excellent job with you! Just like I did for him and your mother. You know, you really should hurry up and get married, Lake. That way, you'll be happier. And you'll have children who would give you joy too. And seeing as you don't have a mate after you decided to reject the last two beautiful girls, you need your father and me to make moves like this." Her grey eyes beamed with excitement as she sashayed across the room, swaying her young hips in absolute delight.

We locked eyes for a brief moment. Mate. My wolf became excited. He walked directly to where I was standing shackled by the guards with my eyes glued to him. “What has this prisoner done?” Caleb asked his men. “She’s a petty thief and she insulted the alpha” the men replied. Caleb glared at me. “What a joke.” He smirked and walked away. I could feel my heart slamming against my chest. I found a mate! It was Caleb!! My wish…it came true! Unfortunately for me, Caleb was shallow and cold like his father. The look in his eyes told me this was not a good thing. He looked disappointed and disgusted.

Acacia took out her laptop, eating snacks from her bag. "Matchmakers have been coming over, but none of the guys I've met so far appeal to me." Urania wouldn't pressure Eranthe to get married. In this regard, she doesn't seem troubled, saying, "Open your eyes wide when looking for a partner. This is a lifelong matter, and it's better not to settle for something that doesn't truly fit."