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 mates will be

again and mumbled, this time

surprised me that I had not heard from

the powers back to anyone,

for yourself,” I said,

hours to understand, but I realized she was playing

me.

business. You are not a witch from our coven, so you

me. I have lived a miserable life

magic that we were supposed to get. Now

was heavy when

powers from them.

how are you any better than my mom?

them back to the mother witch

no! I

my voice as

greedy witch like my

she yelled

Whether you like it or not. And what did you say about

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

witch who cast the curse would have to

left because

because he still loves me!” I shouted, anger

veins.

covering her

seemed suspicious. The candles surviving the

was something

I growled angrily, slowly feeling my

done? If you do not give

will suffer the consequences.” Her voice became bitter

bottle containing my blood.

said, closing my eyes and resting

body turned hot, the energy spiked through my body, and soon

hands were free.

estimated it all wrong. Because when I

process of