Tasting All My Mates

Chapter 354

Maynard’s POV:

Christina had fallen asleep during the car ride. Taking her to the pack reminded me of my first vacation in the academy when I was taking Enya back home. I don’t know what is wrong with me, but I couldn’t help comparing the two. It was crazy because Enya and I broke up long ago. It was just recently that I couldn’t stop looking at her.

‘Not recently. Remember how you accidentally said things to her in the cabin, and then you lied to Christina, saying that you imagined her in the morning?’ May disagreed with me. Being a part of me, he didn’t want to believe when I said I loved Christina more than I had ever loved Enya.

‘Whatever. She has moved on, and so have I.’ I dismissed him instantly.

‘Yeah, but think about it. You are with her, but nothing feels special. With Enya, it was such a competition. Everything made you jealous. You wouldn’t tolerate anyone looking at her. Sure, you messed up later, but you are once again thinking about her.’ May was not entirely wrong, though. I did feel special about Enya.

‘Let me ask you something. You have dated a few girls in your life. It is your habit to slip and cheat, but do you ever want to go back to your ex?’ He asked, and I couldn’t help but shake my head.

‘Then why Enya? Why do you want to go back to her?’ Now that he was grilling me, I was beginning to see that I

desperately wanted to be with Enya.

‘Hm. It cannot happen, though. She has done a lot for me. I don’t think I can ever leave her. Maybe when I live alone with her, I will value her more than Enya?’ I asked May, who let out a chuckle as if to laugh at me.

have a lot of things that

in the eye and tell her that I knew how she had fucked me over. But

needed thing

Enya will come in two days too, right?’ May brought her up once

pack in a few hours, but I couldn’t wake her up. I sat there silently because I wanted to think about facing

woke herself up and said, “We have arrived? Why didn’t you wake me up?” she complained, stretching her neck. and then

I am here with you.” She held my hand and reassured me that she was going to take a stand with me. However, imagine if Enya were here; she would

out of the car and entered the mansion, holding hands with

she dramatically cupped my face in her

Breaking free from her hands and looking at my father, I

up and rolled her eyes. She had known about her and even met her once, but she was never going to learn to not make the

hands with my father because my mother didn’t accept her handshake. I remember Enya being so rough

you are not returning to your pack? Oh sorry! I forgot. You don’t have a pack,”

it. I don’t know how I was able to ignore her mistreatment for years, but Enya taught me

after they

has taught me to never raise my voice in front

her.

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