Tasting All My Mates

Chapter 417 In The Arms Of My Lost Mate.

“I begged you? You only accepted me because I begged you.” He yelled again, and this time he even approached me aggressively.

“That is not what I meant. I am talking about you convincing me that you will be okay–,” I had lowered my voice after he squared up on me. I even lowered my face to escape the enraged glare.

“F**k you!” he bent his neck to yell in my face, “You heard me, right? Sc**w you, Enya, for not remembering how much I have done for you, you ungrateful human.” He pulled back after yelling in my face, “I was thinking maybe we will reach a solution tonight, but no! you are just too full of yourself. So this is what I am going to do tonight. I will leave this mansion and sleep with the very first she-wolf I find. I will f**k her good tonight while you stay here, cry, and think about what you did wrong,” he shouted, grabbing his jacket to leave the bedroom. I rushed out of bed to grab his arm and stop him.

“No! You back. will not disrespect me like that,” I said, holding him

“Let me go, Enya. You are not that powerful a creature who can hold me back anymore.” He shrugged his arm free and exited the door in haste.

“How could you do this to me?” I screamed in tears, sobbing as I remembered all the memories from our past. He was never like that, or maybe he was.

‘He is— not the Lazlo I knew,’ I whimpered, sitting down and having a full-on meltdown. ‘Or he was always like that, but my powers and the urge to win me over ot—hers made him keep his messiness a secret.” I covered my face with my hands and cried.

“Enya! what happened?” That’s when Christina rushed inside the room to wrap her arms around my body and pull me into a comforting hug.

m—uch,” I sobbed on her chest,

probably not even making any sense as my words were coming out of my mouth in a

in her hands and wiping away my

crying, the s*bs making me choke on my tears when my phone

video message from

wasting any time, I played the

she asked, probably watching me stare at the screen

up a girl from the road and giving

my phone away and yelled, anger filling up my veins. I was angry because I had to stay with such a b****rd, who wasted years of

me, Thiago wouldn’t have thought he could trust

scoffed, “I can’t believe this is the same Lazlo we used to

helping me get up from the floor and sit me down

your desire,” she broke the hug and said every word carefully, “You need to

don’t want to drink.” I waved my hand her way, but she insisted I take a few sips to calm down. I could tell I was having a panic attack, and drinking was the last

to calm you down.” She insisted, bringing the bottle closer to