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.

your powers, and you and your

She straightened her posture again and mumbled, this

had not

to give the powers back to anyone, are you? You

yourself,” I said, calculating

to understand, but I realized she

me.

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

me. I have lived a miserable life with a handful

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

voice was heavy when talking about

powers from them.

how are you any better than my mom? Wanting all

of giving them back to the mother witch so

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

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

greedy witch

like your mother,” she yelled at me, raising

it or not. And what did you say

because he couldn’t stand me. He left because

witch who cast the curse would have to sacrifice

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

He left because he still loves me!”

veins.

her ears

suspicious. The candles surviving the storm were a

it was something she had

have you done?” I growled angrily, slowly feeling

do not give me the powers willingly, the

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

bottle containing my blood.

I said, closing my eyes and

body turned hot, the energy

hands were free.

when I got out of bed,

process of pouring