Tasting All My Mates

382-Waking Up The Dead.

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Enya’s POV:

“Let me go!” I tried to fight it, but the restraints were pretty tightly wrapped

around my wrist.

“I cannot. You have to make a decision. Listen to me carefully,” she let out a

sigh when I demanded to be set free. It was as if she wanted me to willingly

listen to her, even after the fact that she had kidnapped me.

Enter title…

“If you want your mates to be free of this curse, you need to be a good person

and give back all the powers. Everything will be sorted out by itself.” She rubbed

her palms together, preparing to grab something from the table on her left side.

“This! It is your blood. If I want, I can do worse things with you. But I am giving

you a chance to do the right thing and let go of these powers.” She was starting

to sound rushed. She would constantly turn around to look outside the window

and then look at me.

“Fine. But I will speak to Mother Witch myself.” I stopped struggling and

demanded to have a word with Mother Witch. Hearing her name made Moana’s

face take on an expression of disappointment.

“You said I needed to give the powers back, so I am ready to do it for the sake

of my mates. But I will only give them back until she comes and talks to me,” I

repeated my demand, watching her click her tongue and let out a sigh of

disapproval.

Just give me all your powers, and you and

posture again and

that I had not heard

are not planning to give the powers back to anyone,

powers for yourself,” I said, calculating her plan quickly. It

to understand, but I realized

me.

You are not a witch from our

have lived a miserable life with a handful of

we were supposed to get. Now I want

back.” Her voice was heavy when talking

powers from them.

my mom? Wanting all the powers

the mother witch so

better. So no! I am not giving you

my voice as I realized

greedy witch

am nothing like your mother,” she yelled

you like it or not. And what did

didn’t leave me because he couldn’t stand me. He

that the witch who cast the curse would

He left because he didn’t want

He left because he still loves me!” I shouted, anger bubbling

veins.

covering her ears to avoid me. The arrival

The candles

it was something she

have you done?” I growled angrily, slowly feeling my

you do not

consequences.” Her voice became bitter as

bottle containing my blood.

I said, closing my eyes and resting my head on

hot, the energy spiked through my body, and soon

hands were free.

Because when I

process of pouring