Tasting All My Mates

363-I Want Rejection

"So where are you going?" he asked, blocking my way when I tried walking past him.

"You don't listen to me, do you?" I asked, my eyes spitting out complaints. He had been doing this for some time, and I ignored it, thinking maybe he

needed some time. But it’s been weeks now that he’s been giving me the cold shoulder and accusing me of not paying attention.

"What?" He frowned in bewilderment.

"I was yammering my ass out to you in the morning for an hour. I told you all about my plans, but you didn't listen to a word.

And then I get all the heat from you,” I scoffed, saying the truth. Even his changing expressions were a sign that he understood that he was the problem here.

"I might have zoned out,” Lazio threw an excuse in my face while he would have reacted completely differently if I did the same.

"And you were giving me shit for not sharing anything with you," I said, not carrying much energy in my tone. The weather has gotten bad in a few minutes. Something was off, but maybe it was due to the fact that it's been more than a month since I lost Thiago.

"Ohl! So you only shared a piece of your life with me because you wanted to make a point?" Just when I expected him to understand, Lazio took another turn.

no winning with you anymore. You are always exhausted with me. You look at me like I'm a walking curse.” I yelled as the hidden anger inside me began to erupt. How long can one even tolerate such treatment? And all because I inherited some of my mother's

magic—,” he pressed his lips tightly to avoid saying more, but I

heard what my mother had been doing. I just couldn't believe that the magic had made my mother

helped her use

precious powers,”

time you are seeing me in the light of your mate,” I muttered as a warm, salty tear made its way down my

his face vanished. His

nodded when

the suggestion. "You cannot break my heart after your mother broke me,” he said, raising his voice

say it,

of your powers?" he asked in

I retorted, trying to change the subject, but the alpha ego

mean by the insecurity in me?"

whispered, giving up

tired of you always telling me that you feel belittled whenever I do what I wish to do as if that is such a bad thing. Everybody is allowed to do what they desire. I don't want to follow your lead in silence. I don't. I am so tired of you trying to hold my hand and change my direction because you are an

good in me, or have I only been a terrible mate to you?" he asked,

of the wind and our breaths were getting out of hand. Everything seemed to be rushing