Tasting All My Mates

290 A New Mate And A Deadly Desire

“Are we going to have dinner here? Ah! Mama dear is going to make us her special pasta, right Vinona?” Corbin hadn’t changed a bit. He was still the same dude who would piss off everyone around him. The only thing that changed was that he was not being rude to me, at least not right now.

“Give me that.” He then walked past Elaine and snatched the TV remote out of her hand and jumped on the couch. The mother and the daughter were still in shock when I sat down on a separate couch. I wanted to talk to Corbin about helping my mates already, but not in front of these two.

I didn’t even have my cellphone to check up on my mates. I was so damn worried about them. They must be worried as hell about me as well.

“Would you two please give us some space? I need to have a word with my mate,” I said as I excused myself from the two of them. They shared a look and then reluctantly walked away. Hearing me call him my mate must have made him too happy. Because Corbin turned to me and

smirked.

“I like it when you call me your mate,” he commented, switching between the channels and acting childish.

“I am just so shocked,” I said.

the remote down to look my way and

One would expect some growth, but you are the same.” I teased, and his smile faded a

that you remember me so well just makes me so happy.”

speak to them and find out what is going on over there.” I was anxiously missing those fools. Being

But I can assure you that the moment the marking is done, I will grab my hands on Mr. Tripper’s secrets and free your

me when I said those words. It was awkward asking him to mark me, but he

tonight.” He said while grabbing the remote

tonight? Why not just do it now?” I didn’t understand why he was now delaying. He

nighttime?” I asked out of curiosity. If he was planning something, there must be a reason

It is a sort of blessing to mark your mate on the full moon. Besides, midnight is in two hours. Why are you

asked, bringing up my mates once again, and he didn’t look very pleased

jealous or whatever, but it’s working.” He grumpily commented before

me the number,” he asked, not lifting his face to look at me. I was not trying to make him jealous; I was merely focused

windowsill and gazing out the