Tasting All My Mates

Tasting All My Mates By Alexis Dee Chapter 382

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.

all your powers,

posture again and

had

not planning to give the powers back to

said, calculating her

taken me a few hours to understand,

me.

a witch from

a miserable life with a handful of magic because

took away all the magic that we were supposed to get.

was heavy when talking about

powers from them.

any better than my

the mother witch so that she can

any better. So no! I am not

my voice

another greedy witch like my

your mother,” she yelled at me, raising

or not.

couldn’t stand me. He

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

He left because he

still loves me!” I shouted, anger bubbling

veins.

shouted, covering her ears

suspicious. The candles surviving the storm were a

was something

have you done?” I growled angrily,

do not

voice became bitter as she opened

bottle containing my blood.

I said, closing

energy

hands were free.

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

already in the process of pouring my blood onto

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