Matt X Tom Romane & Geschichten

I was ecstatic as we mated fully multiple times through the night. My Misha. My mate.

It doesn't how different or same they are. I'll kill them all. “We have ten seconds before the..,” he didn't finish his sentence. The air warped slightly, a rotten smell blooming in the air with such a force I staggered back. Three of them manifested from thin air. They looked ragged, hair missing patches and skin the color of rotten tomatoes. Their eyes were sharp and lucid, in contrast with their appearance. My men took their stance and I smiled. It was a feral thing, this smile. My teeth were clenched and so was my nostrils.

“Tom’s always been weird. But tonight he was going for gold.” “Ye mean he was lyin’,” Maud said. Her words hung in the air for a few moments before Beatrice recognised it was not a question but a statement. “You saw it too?” “Tom’s an open book as we old uns like to say,” Maud said. “He ain’t lyin’ without it standin’ out like a penguin at a party.” “So why didn’t Mum or Dad say anything? About the tablet?” Beatrice said.

I was turned down by Damian. Xander's strong, unwavering gaze is still fixed on me. I have trouble speaking, and my mouth gets dry. "I... I stammer, my heart thumping in my ears, "I don't understand." "How is this possible? I've already... I don't complete my statement. This stranger—this strong, imposing man—is claiming me as his mate while the hurt of Damian's rejection is still very much present. With a warning in his voice, the alpha takes a step forward. "Xander, a second mate relationship is uncommon. We don't operate like this.

“No, thanks.” Matteo mirrored my position, his gangly legs shooting straight out, and locked in on the night sky. I’d overheard Daddy say Matteo was very smart, and he even skipped a grade last year. He said he’d be just like Mr. Vitale. Sometimes he even talked like him. Of course, I wasn’t all that impressed. After a long silence, he said, “There’re a billion stars, Nutella girl, and they all shine for you. My mama shines for my pa, but you will shine for me. Right?”

The comments under the news hit like a punch to the gut. "The Alpha and the Chief Healer? They're perfect together!" "Their pup is adorable! He looks just like the Alpha!" "Their love story is so beautiful. I actually cried!" "Right? Their mate-bonding ceremony is tomorrow. We have to go! I heard it's going to be huge and gorgeous. The Luna is living the dream!" I scrolled through them one by one, each line cutting deeper than the last. Next thing I knew, I was crying. Joe and I were together for ten years. And after all that, he gave the mate-bonding ceremony I'd waited ten years for to Nora, of all people—the one I'd always gotten along with the worst.

Him. It was Nathan. My knees nearly gave out beneath me. It felt like the entire world had stopped spinning, leaving only him standing in front of me. Every fear I carried for months shattered apart in a single heartbeat. The ache inside me, the longing, the way my soul always seemed to reach for him… suddenly it all made sense. “Mate.” The word slipped past my lips. “Mate.” He whispered. Our eyes connected in a way like nothing before, he was my mate this whole time. And suddenly it all came rushing over me.

"You are Stefan right?" I asked, and he moved from me. "Yes, I am Stefan, but that doesn't mean I am your mate, I have never met you before." "You have, you are my love, you..." "Woman stop it, If you are my mate then you should be that mate that I don't love, that mate, I must have claimed to get what I want. I don't think I can forget the one I love" "That is not true," I said hugging him, he pushed me from himself. "Don't you remember ever seeing me nude in front of you?" He closed his eyes, his veins were visible, and I could see the pain in his expression.

He wasn’t taller than me, so my head could easily reach his shoulder. “How have you been?” he pulled back, running a hand over his blond, curly hair that barely reached his neck, riffling it, “how’s your mom? Mom told me she was sick a while ago.” My excitement suddenly dropped. I could barely form my words as I stood frozen in front of him, looking blankly at his wide smile. “She passed away.” It was Xander who replied, his voice slightly lower than usual. Matt’s smile disappeared as quickly as it came, looking as if he would rather die than be here right now.

Tomas chimed as I grabbed my second beer from the bartender. “I’ve had a long day,” I took a healthy swig of my second. “Yeah well, you off now so relax,” Matt patted me on the back. “I know, I’m supposed to go over to Olivia’s tonight,” “I’m sure she’ll wait up for you,” “Yeah, but she has work tomorrow so I don’t want to be too late,” I replied. “Aww c’mon man, you just got here. At least have a few drinks before you go. We hardly get a chance to see these two over here,” Matt said, pointing to Tomas and David.