Tasting All My Mates

427-Embracing Her Tightly

Lazlo’s POV:

I was feeling a mixture of emotions ever since Corbin acted out a perfect plan to turn Enya against us.

‘Is he really behind it? Don’t you think it was time we proved we still care?’ Laz asked, making me realize I have gone so far in this hatred that I didn’t realize I was accusing the wrong person of it.

‘But it isn’t like we didn’t have the right to be mad at her. Imagine her mother ruined us and then faked this bond so that she could still mock us when watching us take care of our abuser’s daughter. That was her way of making sure we were in her claws even after she died.’ I scoffed, reminding Laz it wasn’t that easy for me to accept Enya and act like I am not mad at everything.

‘Besides, there is a lot about her that I find icky. Why did she jump into Maynard’s bed? I get that she was angry with me, but why punish poor Christina?’ I sighed before watching Maynard, who was walking out of the house.

“She went home,” Maynard said, looking at the empty front porch.

“You guys go to dinner. I will go home to see if she is fine,” I murmured, without looking at Maynard. The fact that he too jumped right in the bed with her had hurt me severely.

“I am not in a mood for any dinner,” Maynard whispered, sounding depressed. It made me turn to him and look at his face in disbelief. He was showing sadness because he failed Enya? Or was it because he missed the last chance to be with her?

right in front of her mate. And then she expects anything

husband whose Luna didn’t say his name because he d*mn well, didn’t try to protect her,”

thought we were headed for dinner,” Christina

dinner wherever you please,” Maynard told her without breaking

you?” Christina asked,

broke his stare from me and turned to glare at her.

her?” she asked,

you happy? Is it not enough?” Maynard gave

rushed after him, and the two headed to their car. Now that they were out of my sight, I couldn’t help but think about finding peace for

her,” I whispered, realizing what true love is. It is when you think about

time after doing so much for me. After rushing over to the mansion, I parked in the parking lot and sprinted

but not my eyes off of her, I walked near the mattress

from the fireplace made her skin look bright and soothing. Her hair looked wet. She must have

I got under the blanket and wrapped my arm around her stomach from behind. She instantly pushed my hand away and freed herself, but she didn’t get

sorry! I didn’t mean to— ruin your night,” I uttered, trying to hold her again. She swiftly