Tasting All My Mates

410-The Fire In Me

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I yelled, moving around and suddenly getting lucky when my arm slipped out of his grasp.

“I need to talk to you,” he yelled, lunging to grab my hand again, but I pulled away from him. The rain was making it hard for me to keep looking at his face without blinking my eyes constantly, even when I didn’t want to miss out on any of his

moves.

“This is not how you talk to someone. You cannot just drag me around whenever and however you want,” I screamed at the top of my lungs. The bottled–up frustration and anger were bursting out like a volcano.

“You tried to reject me.” He grunted and approached me again. This time he was successful and grabbed my wrist. His long, strong fingers wrapped around my wrist and almost made it impossible for me to set myself free.

“I didn’t try to reject you. I rejected you. Just accept the fucking rejection and leave me alone,” I shouted, hitting him on his chest and creating as much fuzz as I could to let him set me free.

“Really? Do you think it is going to be that easy to get out of my grasp? You fucking killed my father, made him look like a joke, and now you want to break my heart too? That’s not going to work anymore. I waited way too long for you to see the goodness in me. That was me changing myself for you, but I realized you don’t even want that. You love being in a toxic relationship. You love to stick with those who mistreat you. You love the constant humiliation and drama,” he yelled, his words causing me more heartbreak.

“No! I will not let a psycho like you describe me, so fuck you!” Shaking my head and refusing to take his words to heart, I pushed him and then kicked him in the groin.

That was the only way left for me to survive and escape him.

“FUCK!” He let out a scream but still didn’t set me free. The moment he hunched down and cried in pain, I tried to free my arm. That’s when he probably got triggered, and instead of waiting to recover from the pain, he grasped my hair from the back of my head and slammed my face hard against the car’s

bonnet.

pain left me frozen for

blood filled my mouth. He dragged me to the backseat, but I gained my posture back again. I held onto the door and shut it when he tried forcing me in. I would

away and punching me hard enough to knock me down. His big hand landing on my face left me truly incapable

thrown some punches back at him. But that was not possible anymore until I decided to use my brain against his physical strength. As he hunched over to grab

work well to my advantage and crawled behind him. I grabbed a brick from the side of

you bitch!” He let out a

ass kicked by a wolfless creature. I hit him repeatedly on his back and on his shoulder, stopping him from getting on his

y—ou can fight an alpha king?” He growled, ready to transition. I was startled for a minute, and he used those few minutes to turn around and expose his eyes to me. They changed colours as his wolf started taking

I grabbed my bag and slipped my hand in

bottle on his cheek and slapped him hard until the bottle broke

take him much longer to transition and heal with the wolfbane entering his

farther away from the pack wasn’t a good idea, but he didn’t

Once I was in the pack, I sat down near the entrance of the pack’s border and requested the guards, who could clearly see the state

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don’t have any,” the guard shrugged his shoulders and the others let out a burst of subdued laughter. I stared at them in silence and in a pissed–off mood before

like this doesn’t happen around. We are werewolves. We fight like animals.” The guard commented, taunting me

with him. “The rogues are rough at times, just like any