Novel & Cerita Wattpad Mattheo Riddle

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.

It was as though this place held the secrets of the universe, waiting patiently for those willing to listen. "Deirdre," Matteo's voice came out in a rasp, and I shivered as he gripped my waist, pulling me into him. "Should we be here?" I asked, unable to look away from the waterfall. "We should," Matteo affirmed. "Or maybe we shouldn't." I raised my brows, staring at him. Matteo shrugged, "This place is hidden. I stumbled on it by mistake. So, I did some research on it, and I learnt it possesses mystical powers."

Who would’ve thought that one could also encounter something like this at a book bar? Matthias couldn’t recall the appearance of that girl at all. Was the ordinary-looking girl really so special like what Heather said? Seeing the doubt in Matthias’s eyes, Heather could tell that he doubted her words, but she didn’t want to explain any further—it would naturally become clearer when they met afterward. “Isn’t that ‘Fables and Fairy Tales’?” Matthias pointed to the book on the shelf and said with a faint smile. Heather only cared about what happened before, and forgot to take the book that was just right beside her.

"Who are you? Why are you alone at that hour of the night in that forest? What made you offer to aid a complete stranger in need? See where your generosity takes you? People get afraid at the mere mention of my name. Why, despite my warning to flee, did you not seem afraid?" Not to anyone in particular, Alex said. I was starting to lose my temper. Everything about her remains a mystery. I felt like someone was going to hit me out of nowhere, so I twisted to avoid it. As I stared at her, I experienced this serenity. Are you equating your mate with a maid, Alex? I scolded myself. “You're so disrespectful,” I angrily exclaimed. “What do you mean, who are you, and why are you in the Alpha's room

RYAN'S POV~ Time seemed to slow to a crawl as my brain struggled to process the events unfolding before me. My mother’s concerned gaze went ignored as my eyes remained locked on the elder priest. It was as if I was viewing the world through a haze of red mist, the only thing piercing through me, was the sight of danger that threatened my mate. Then the guards made their move, their hands reaching for their guns. In that instant, something within me snapped. "What the fuck are you insinuating?!" I roared, my voice shaking the very foundations of the hall.

My heart continued to slam in my chest, tingles rippling through my jaw and face, sending a shiver down my spine. He bent his head to my level, his intense, fiery-hot gaze uncovering my soul. My light brown eyes met his green ones, filled with a mystery that held me together, one that pulled and sucked me in. My eyes grew larger by every second. “Regalia, my mate.” I pinched my eyes closed. He could not have said that. I—I must have only imagined it. He had no reason to say that, but those words wouldn't stop echoing in my mind.

He suggests as he motions towards our surroundings. - "Is there anyone you can think of who could give us any insight about it?" I instigate. -"Yeah, but you wouldn't like to know who he is." -"He can't be worse than dead, can he?" -"If anyone were to know about two-spirit wolves inhabiting the same host, it would be Elder Theo. He is the only bookworm I can think of." Matt unveils. -"Never mind, he is worse than dead." Matt chuckles at my comment.

It’s unspoken, our bond. Like the Moon goddess gave me my soulmate as a best friend and not a mate. Probably she knew I would end up a rogue, so she saved herself the trouble of assigning me to some poor, unsuspecting fool. “Better hope someone picks you…” Cassie’s whiny voice chides me as she walks past. “Better hope I don’t find your ass alone during the Challenge.” Anna shoots back and Cassie scoffs in annoyance. “Gamma Bill would like to speak with you, Matilda.” Harriet says. Her hand rests gently on my elbow, guiding me. “I’ll walk you over to him, if that’s okay?” She offers.

Mate?" The word kept going through my mind like a mean whisper. How could this huge man say something like that? My mate turned their back on me, lied to me, and then left me to die. The moon goddess would never tie me to someone else. Not him. Dominick's tight grip on me made me stiff, and his warmth didn't help calm the storm in my chest. For the first time since that bad day, my wolf woke up. He feels it too.

“I mean it’s not my fault. No one gave me any proper information so how was I supposed to know?” “So your prestigious university doesn’t teach some common sense? There was ‘mother’ in her name, you couldn’t use context to draw conclusions?” I waved him off. “Aiii, my king, come on you can’t use that argument. How could I use context when she literally also had Luna in her name.” “So?” “So, it's not a real thing. It’s only used in books—these werewolf books,” I leaned my head forward slightly, smirking at him. “Is your mother a werewolf? Are you?”