Tasting All My Mates

406-The Petty Stuff

“Lazio!” I pronounced his name after gulping a little. It was clear from the look

on his face that he wasn’t too happy. Something had deeply disturbed him, as

evidenced by the slight raise of his brow and the tightening of his lips.

“Good morning,” I said, trying to sound playful and normal.

“Maynard was here?” he asked, ignoring my greetings and briskly approaching

me.

“He was.” I didn’t lie. He stood beside me for a few empty seconds before he

scoffed at me.

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“Why? Why did you indulge in a conversation with him?” he asked me,

assuming it very correctly. I could tell he was not going to understand whatever I

had to say. Something in him has changed, or maybe it was always there, but I

was too occupied with saving my mates and the world to acknowledge it.

“He came here to talk to me. We talked, and now he is gone. I am not a child

who would turn away from the problems because Daddy doesn’t want her to

speak to anyone without his permission.” I had enough of his attitude. I turned to

him after dropping the butter knife in the sink and groaned, muttering the words

to him.

It surprised him to see him standing up for me again.

He stayed still for a moment before he grasped my arm and started dragging

me to our bedroom.

doing, Lazio? we have

but his fingers

around my skin.

no gain. He shoved me into

behind us. It didn’t just stop there. He then

mirror and stood behind me. His hands grabbed my arms

keep me still.

Now use the same tone from before and see

when being rude to your alpha mate,” he muttered,

at me

changed so much, Lazio!”

tears

am not that teenager from high school anymore. I am

to your fullest in that academy,”

the mirror and setting me

his face

my eyes staring at him with nothing

and sadness in them.

not up for an argument in this early morning. You need

are wrong. I didn’t want

He yelled despite the fact that I

Say it even louder so that the entire pack can hear

all should know how narrow minded

raised my voice louder than him, he

My reflexes worked hard, and I stepped back from

me?” I asked in bewilderment.

his frozen fist in the

He instantly lowered it and stared at his

“Enya! I would never hit you,” he finally raised

I saw any sort

you were going to hit me,” I

sobs.

would never hit you. If I had to, I

I stopped.” He took a step closer to me, but my

in a little

to be looked at? You want

father?” He brought it up himself when

say it.

was at that time that I realized arguing with him