Tasting All My Mates

193–The Nightmares Of Truth

Maynard‘s POV:

Christina and I had fallen asleep after we finished talking. She slept on my chest, making me feel comfortable.

I woke up to hearing some noises in the distance. It didn‘t really make sense because the voices sounded way too familiar. I gently pushed her to the side to get up on my feet and look afar.

“What are you doing?” there was a young boy, probably my age, crawling back and looking frightened for his life.

“I am finishing the competition.” The other voice compelled me to lower my face and cover my ears in panic.

“You cannot hurt me. We are brothers.” it was then I raised my face and watched my brother Geralt beg me to spare his life.

I was the owner of the other voice and the person holding a gun in my hands.

“I have to end it all today. Remember when my mother asked me what I want to be? I want to be the Alpha of the pack.‘ The 17–year–old me looked into the eyes of his brother as the gun was shot.

“No!” my mouth went dry when I watched myself kill my brother. How the heck was I reliving that night again?

“I didn‘t do anything,” I began to take steps back, looking for a place to hide when I felt a hand shaking me awake.

“Maynard! Wake up,” Christina had my face in her hands as she dragged me out of that nightmare. The nightmare that I was the reason for.

“Is he okay?” Willow asked when her eyes landed on me. I was shocked at the nightmare, but the sight bewildered me more. It was Enya, Christina, and Willow in one sight.

am fi–ne,” I

found a way to get to us, but that didn‘t divert my attention from her bloody nose

you okay?” I inquired and she

cannot assist

when I tried reaching to help her, Enya stopped me in my

fine,”

me, and I wish it remains like

we heard a loud voice

me,” the other voice resembled Willow‘s voice, who was right in

How are we going to fight something if it doesn‘t

us. We were all confused, and the two girls were frightened. Enya, however, jumped in front

a glance

wind suddenly stopped. As

of consciousness at

hold her

anxiety. It

turned around and more blood was streaming down her

happening to you?” understandably enough, Christina was unable

me to carry Willow.

knew it would insecure Christina even more. She will feel incompetent in comparison to Enya. But I know what and

the cornstalks, and they had to obey her. The pressure and strength she was using were unmatchable. Even I got goosebumps

screamed when we began to hear some whispers rushing

delay. Enya was beginning to lose her steps.