Matt X Tom 소설 & 이야기

|Chapter 04| Zaitelle Axis A day before Kester's 20th birthday, his mom, Mrs. Aqua Quiner called me for a talk. I'm quite perplexed and a little bit nervous because of her sudden invitation even though we were doing it since my childhood days. I don't know why there are too many changes in terms of interacting with them when in fact, I shouldn't act like this. "Nana, is this okay?" I ask her while putting a dress in front of my body and watch how it looks in me.

This was on top of Tatum’s group of three that would be moving all over looking for signs of Nixon. I am leading the group to the pack house so I can directly challenge the Alpha. Second Beta Michael is leading the group going to the housing complex as that will be harder to handle, searching all those individual houses. My beautiful mate, Matthew, is leading the third group to the unclaimed. We have a plan and we are heading out.

The Matty is question is a large man with bulky muscles and a moustache which suits him. “You are not going to let me live that down, will you?” Another voice came coming by the side of Matty whose face instantly lightened up at the sight of this women. She had a pixy cut and green eyes. I couldn’t notice before but then I see it Matty is also mortal with green eyes. “Live you down? I have it on record. You actually threatened my boobs women, that shit was hilarious.”

When we burst in, James wasn’t there, but everyone else was. “Hey, Taylor, I didn’t know you would be joining us,” Xander said, looking over at Matt quizzically. “Oh, I’m not. I was just hoping to see James and say hi, but I don’t want to interrupt. I’ll just see him another time.” “Nonsense, sweetheart. You’re not interrupting, and I’m actually glad you’re here,” came a voice from behind me. I turned to see Matt’s father standing behind me. He really was ridiculously handsome. I could see where Matt got it from.

“Matt would probably kill me if he knew I was telling you this, so don’t mention it to him. The fact is that a few years ago I lost a big order that I’d foolishly counted on. The banks weren’t interested, and if Matt hadn’t offered to bail me out, I would have gone bankrupt. I paid him back in full within a few years, but it was the faith that he had in me that’s kept me in his debt. He really is up there with the good guys, but he never talks about it because he doesn’t want anyone to know what a softy he is.” Tell me about it, she thought as she digested what Tom had told her. In her experience, Matt’s usual mood was dark and brooding. She hadn’t seen many signs of the soft touch that Tom

He made gesture to leave but was advanced by Matt. “Yo! Mate, you should come right on now and let me fix you first, cause when you are gone and never gonna come back, it might be too late enough for a better fixing.” Matt raised his hand for a good chance to throw a punch at Lucas, but he was restrained by Tommy who held from behind and tried to persuade him holding him back from a fight.

"Help me cook this spaghetti and let’s talk about something else. Tell me about your golf game." "I won, which isn't too rare, but still rare enough that it felt good." I opened the bottle of red wine she got and lifted it to my nose, breathing in deeply. "Both Matt and Damon are going through some shitty life experiences, so beating them wasn't nearly as joyous as it usually is." "Matt and Damon are friends or brothers?" "They're brothers. Matt is a few years younger than us and looked just like Damon's mother, who cheated on his father, but his father still doesn't know about it."

“Why would you do something so stupid?” Seeing the raw concern in my eyes, Glen’s expression twisted further into madness. “You used to only care for me,” he muttered. “Now… you shed tears for someone else?” I turned my head, meeting his gaze with unwavering resolve. “Ryan is my fated mate. If I don’t care for him, who else should I care for? You?” By then, the Gamma guards had rushed forward. They pinned the frenzied Glen to the ground. From nowhere, Fawn came running, clutching him as she wept bitterly. “Glen, let’s just go… Please, don’t do this anymore…”

My stomach churned. Kael stepped forward. "She's already mine." Thorne's eyes narrowed. "Is that so?" "Yes." A tense silence stretched. Then Thorne laughed—a cold, humorless sound. "Interesting," he said. "A half-breed Alpha and a Mute Omega. You're quite the pair." He stood, walking toward us. His presence was suffocating. "I don't want a mate who doesn't want me," he said, stopping in front of me. "I'm not Marcus. I don't take what isn't offered."