Tasting All My Mates

447-Like A D*mn Knight

“I did it all for you guys,” she finally got herself together and muttered, but the way she glared into my soul was itself a sign that she was lying.

“And besides, you are only attacking me because you don’t want to admit you slept with my mate because your thirsty p*ssy cannot have enough—,” she was yelling at the top of her lungs to humiliate me before everyone when she choked on her words.

It wasn’t a self-awareness or guilt, but Theo had rushed from behind me to wrap his hand around her neck and slam her against the wall in such a hurry that none of us could prevent

it.

“Let— me g—,” she pled to him, her eyes bugged out in shock. I was standing, frozen to my spot when Maynard ran over to help her get out of his claws.

“Theo! Stop,” Maynard groaned, trying to unwrap Theo’s fingers from around her neck.

“Say one more word about her character again, Christina. I will make sure I skin you alive and feed you to the hungry rogues,” Theo’s eyes changed color, his canines appeared, and his muscles stiffened at the same time. There was no doubt that he was ready to transition.

Since he was no longer imprisoned, transitioning was a piece of cake for him. But we wouldn’t want him to do that. I didn’t even know how much control he had over himself now.

frozen state, I bolted closer and grabbed his arm, “Theo! Please stop!” the moment my words fell onto his ears, he loosened the

let her

knees to cough

gripping Theo’s muscular arms when his beautiful eyes made me let him go. He was watching me with so many emotions that stepping

finally looked away from him, and that’s when my eyes accidentally

looked dryly at her and nodded. I bet she could tell he was not

of the kitchen, where Theo cracked his knuckles before he turned around and sighed. “I have some work

him time was the best option for now. As for Lazlo, he

he asked, gulping and

I corrected him, before I walked past him

see he is just trying to steal you away?” Lazlo complained,

folded my arms over my chest as his statement intrigued

“From me! You are my wife,” he frowned, narrowing

yours, Lazlo. You had me for two years, and you made sure every second of those years was nothing but hell for me,” I said, raising my voice while sobbing inside. The little instant whimpers were the bottled-up emotions that

not that horrible.” He refused to believe

do to someone you claim to love?” I said, taking a deep breath to hold