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.

hours, when Geralt arrived home, he

of me, knocking me over with only a gentle push. I was weak compared to all of

in his arms. My mother didn‘t like the idea of him bringing somebody home, but it wasn‘t that she was too upset. Geralt‘s happiness was all that mattered. She has told me that

together. It was weird to watch another person living with us. My dad was mostly out of the pack for some

there were times when she would act weird and

she did find out what they were doing

turned into weeks, and Olivia had gotten more comfortable in the house at this

with me, Maynard?” Olivia asked me to join her in the kitchen late at

to get some water when I found her eating icecream

out with me?” she asked, licking the

to 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 over

because he was way more powerful

sad pout and then rolled her eyes, expressing that she had a

I can help you with your strength,”

with a little more hope–covered

that, you will have

you mean by that?” I frowned, not understanding what

word so openly in front of me made me step away

more powerful when he mates with his mate. If you can get lucky and find a mate, that‘ll be good. Otherwise, I can

stepping away from her. My words turned her