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.

your powers, and you and your mates will

She straightened her posture again and mumbled, this time with

It surprised me that I had

give the powers back to anyone,

yourself,” I said, calculating

me a few hours to understand, but I realized she was playing

me.

business. You are not a witch from our coven,

miserable life with

took away all the magic that we were

was heavy when talking about how

powers from them.

are you any better than my mom? Wanting all the

of giving them back to the mother witch so that she can

I am

to do,” I raised my voice as I realized

greedy witch like my

am nothing like your mother,” she

it or not.

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

that the witch who cast the curse would have to sacrifice

left because he didn’t want

him. He left because he still loves me!” I shouted,

veins.

hates you!” she shouted, covering her ears to avoid me. The

storm seemed suspicious. The candles surviving

it was something she

angrily,

needs to be done? If you do not give me the powers willingly, the

will suffer the consequences.” Her voice became

bottle containing my blood.

to see you try,” I said, closing my eyes and resting

turned hot, the energy spiked through my body,

hands were free.

it all wrong. Because when I got out of bed, her jaw

was already in the process