Tasting All My Mates

256 Everybody Wants To Be My Enemy

Maynard’s POV:

Years Ago:

I was aware of many things at this point. My brother grew up strong and abusive. Not only would he drink my blood, but he would beat me up with belts too.

Mom would look at him with such a gleam in her eyes that I would feel even more miserable.

And then Mom told me one day

“Maynard! This procedure is a must. We don‘t want you to accidentally lose your virginity and impure yourself. We have to do something about your lower body. “I was in shock when Mom said she was going to cut off the entire lower part of my body, including my genitalia.”

They have only decided to do that to me but couldn‘t plan it anytime soon when somebody asked my mom to let them have me for a few months after I turn 18.

“It will be only a few months. The moment they turn him over to me, we will go with the process and keep him alive till he turns 21,” I heard my mom talking to Geralt on the phone.

“Now come back home soon,” she ordered him to return home. I didn‘t know why my mother was so cold towards my suffering, but I was certain at this point that I was not needed in her life.

Geralt grew up having double the powers while I was just miserable. She was now planning to sell me to some elderly ladies in order to spend time with them, or for God knows what else. It was just sad because the Moon Goddess knew what they were doing to me, yet she never inter rupted.

a few hours, when Geralt arrived home, he wasn‘t

with only a gentle

somebody home, but it wasn‘t that she was too upset. Geralt‘s happiness was all that mattered. She has told me that multiple times, too. I need to focus on serving my self, my blood, and my strength to

together. It was weird to watch another person living with us. My dad

were times when she would act weird and

did find out what they were doing

into weeks, and Olivia had gotten

to sit with me, Maynard?” Olivia asked me

had only left my bed to get some water when I found her

do you never hang out with me?” she asked, licking the spoon in the most

walk around for more than twenty minutes,” I answered, barely able to keep my long, slender body up. I was under 15 and still tall enough to tower

was all I could do because he was

faked a sad pout and then rolled

know, I can help you with your strength,” she whispered as she

I asked with a little more hope–covered

you will have

you mean by that?” I frowned, not

you ever watched anybody having sex?” Hearing her use that word so openly in front of me made me

Don‘t be shy. They say an Alpha gets more powerful when he mates with his mate. If you can get lucky and find a mate, that‘ll be good. Otherwise, I can help you anytime af ter you are 18.” That smirk and that wink she gave

disgusting,” I said, stepping away from her. My words turned her smirk into a