Tasting All My Mates

382-Waking Up The Dead.

288 ¡Vouchers

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

straightened her posture again and mumbled, this

had not heard from

not planning to give the powers

these powers for yourself,” I said, calculating

me a few hours to understand, but I realized she

me.

your business. You are not a witch from our coven,

a miserable life with a handful of magic

all the magic that we were supposed to get. Now I

Her voice was heavy when talking about

powers from them.

my mom? Wanting all

to the mother witch

better. So no! I am not giving you the

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

witch

she yelled at

or not. And what did you say about

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

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

left because

loves

veins.

covering her ears to avoid me. The

seemed suspicious. The candles surviving the storm were

it was something she

have you done?” I growled angrily, slowly

to be done? If you do not give me

suffer the consequences.” Her voice became bitter as she opened

bottle containing my blood.

said, closing my eyes

the energy spiked through my body, and soon

hands were free.

it all wrong. Because when I

already in the process of pouring my blood