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.

are you doing, Lazio? we have guests over; have

trying to free my arm, but

around my skin.

gain. He shoved me into the

stop there.

mirror and stood behind me. His hands grabbed my

keep me still.

same tone from before and

when being rude to your alpha mate,” he muttered, shaking my body

me in

right. You have changed so much, Lazio!” I

in tears being formed in my

grew up. I am not that teenager from high school anymore. I am

you used to be to your fullest in that academy,”

setting me free. I instantly turned

at his face

When?” I asked, my eyes staring at him with

and sadness in them.

for an argument in this early morning. You

didn’t want you to

He yelled despite the fact that I told him the guests might hear

you. Say it even louder so that

should know how narrow minded and control freak

than him, he clenched

reflexes worked hard, and I stepped back from

to hit me?” I asked in bewilderment. I was panting as

his frozen fist in the

lowered it and stared at his fist for a

would never hit you,” he finally raised his face and for

sort of emotions in his

were going to hit me,” I mumbled in my mouth, letting out

sobs.

never hit you. If I had to,

closer to me, but my reflexes

him in a little

you want me to be looked at? You

like my father?” He brought it up himself when I

say it.

time that I realized arguing with him was