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.

give me all your powers, and you and your

She straightened her posture again and

I had not heard from

are not planning to give the powers back to anyone, are you?

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

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

me.

not your business. You are not a witch from our

me. I have lived a miserable life with a handful of magic because

magic that we

Her voice was heavy when talking about how

powers from them.

are you any better than my

of giving them back to the mother

better. So no! I am not

whatever you want to do,” I raised my voice as I realized she wasn’t a

another greedy witch like

am nothing like your mother,” she yelled

you like it or not. And what did you

me because he couldn’t

the witch who cast the curse would have to sacrifice herself in

isn’t stupid. He left because he didn’t want me to

He left because he still loves

veins.

her ears to avoid me. The arrival

storm seemed suspicious. The candles surviving

that it was something she

you done?” I growled angrily, slowly feeling my

needs to be done? If you do not give

voice became bitter as she

bottle containing my blood.

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

body turned hot, the energy

hands were free.

she estimated it all wrong. Because when I got out of bed,

the process of pouring my blood onto the