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.

cannot. Just give me all your powers, and you and your mates will be

posture again and mumbled, this time with

I had not heard from

give the powers back to

I said, calculating her

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

me.

You are not a witch

have lived a miserable life with

away all the magic that we

voice was heavy when talking about how my mom

powers from them.

better than my mom? Wanting all the powers

of giving them back to the mother witch so that

are not any better. So no! I am not giving you the magic. You

you want to do,” I raised my voice as

another greedy witch

your mother,” she yelled at me, raising

or not.

he couldn’t stand me. He left because

the curse would have

He left because he didn’t want

He left because he still loves me!”

veins.

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

candles surviving

that it was something she

you done?” I growled angrily,

If you do

consequences.” Her voice became bitter as she opened

bottle containing my blood.

love to see you try,” I said, closing my eyes

hot, the energy

hands were free.

Because when

floor. She was already in the process of pouring my blood onto the