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 responded

need to leave,” Enya stated without looking my way. She seemed to have found a way to get

I inquired and she unheard

too long. I cannot assist

when I tried

fine,” she

wish it remains

then we heard

the other voice resembled

creature?” I asked in confusion. How are we going to fight something if it doesn‘t

strong wind blew toward us, and the corn stalk moved as if something was approaching us. We were all confused, and the two girls were

share a glance

d– her eyes widened when the wind suddenly stopped. As

of consciousness at

constantly hold her

her anxiety. It wasn‘t every day that a she–wolf can

is not the time,” Enya turned around

happening to you?” understandably enough, Christina was unable to process

then Enya told me to carry Willow. I brought

her with a gaping mouth. I knew it would insecure Christina even more. She will feel incompetent in comparison to

the cornstalks, and they had to obey her. The pressure and strength she was using

began to hear some whispers rushing after us

were sprinting towards the road without delay. Enya was beginning to lose her