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

her posture again and mumbled, this time

that I had not heard from anyone

are not planning to give the powers back to anyone,

these powers for yourself,” I said, calculating her

me a few hours to understand,

me.

your business. You are not a witch from

a miserable life with a

the magic that we were supposed to get. Now I

was heavy when talking about how my mom stole

powers from them.

than my mom? Wanting

the mother witch

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

do,” I raised my voice as I realized

greedy witch

like your mother,” she yelled at

or not. And what did you say about

couldn’t stand

curse would have to sacrifice herself in order

stupid. He left because he didn’t

still loves me!”

veins.

covering her ears to avoid

seemed suspicious. The candles surviving the storm were

was

have you done?” I growled angrily,

to be done? If you do not give me

Her voice became bitter

bottle containing my blood.

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

the energy spiked through my

hands were free.

wrong. Because when I got out of bed,

process of