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

Enya stated without looking my way. She seemed to have found a way to get to us, but that didn‘t divert my attention from her bloody nose and ears. She looked like a

inquired and she

stay here for too long. I cannot assist you

when I tried reaching to help

am fine,” she

know she hates me, and I wish it remains like that. It is much easier this

leave,” it was then we heard a loud

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

How are we going to fight something

something was approaching us. We were all confused, and the two girls

stepped away to share a

her eyes widened when the wind suddenly stopped. As for Willow, she was already

consciousness

had to constantly hold her and support her

you do that?” Christina panicked. I felt her anxiety. It wasn‘t every day that a she–wolf

Enya turned around and more

understand, and what is happening to you?” understandably enough, Christina was

slow us down,” it was then Enya told me to carry

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

out,” Enya ordered the cornstalks, and they had to obey her. The pressure and strength

began to hear some whispers rushing after us to

towards the road without delay. Enya was beginning to lose her steps. I wondered what