Tasting All My Mates

506-lt Was A Beautiful Journey.

“Argh!” he screamed again, punching himself.

At that moment, I knew what was going on. He was dealing with the ancestors. Since he wasn’t a witch and had taken their powers, he was going to hear whispering all the time.

I leaped to my feet, and he let me have a chuckle.

“You have always been a tough cookie!* he mocked, throwing a punch at me when Nia glazed over my eyes and held his arm, bending it over and cracking his shoulder.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” he screamed at his loudest, falling to the ground and grunting in agony.

The silent audience roared again as their hopes rose.

“How -” Corbin frowned, wrapping his fingers around his shoulder and cracking it.

I was prepared for another round of punches, so the moment he blinked when getting up, I landed a punch on his chin and knocked him down once again.

“Arghhh!” he screamed, ’how the fuck are you doing this?” He yelled, knowing that an omega could never defeat an alpha king, now a hybrid.

I didn’t do anything but kick him in the groin.

me, and that’s when I felt like

was now using his power,

started getting up, I

he chuckled and kept his

people’s lives and laughed in their faces. It was clear that if I didn’t stop him today, he would terrorize

opened my bloodshot eyes and forced the invisible force to set me free. The look of concern when Corbin couldn’t hold me on my knees was

after jumping on him, which resulted in him losing his balance and rolling over to

kept hitting and attacking Corbin. He tried using his magic multiple

crowd cheering me in even

his neck and dragged his head down. Rolling him over, I got on top of him and sat on him, wrapping my fingers around his neck just to glare him in the eyes. The look on his face changed when his eyes deepened into mine. He understood I wasn’t the

silver dagger from the

“YAYYY!” the crowd cheered.

asshole,” I spat on his face because we were both telling

he mumbled, tapping his hands on the ground and begging for me

again when he noticed how fiercely I was trying to

There are the voices of the broken people you have tortured over the years. You and your father didn’t want to admit you were incapable of taking on such a huge responsibility. Instead, you two silenced whoever saw

the voices in his head. ’Can you please shut them up?’ he smiled, with tears running down his eyes. I suddenly stopped and

’Please tell them to shut up. I just want a few minutes

powers, but I didn’t

The crowd was chanting and praising me, recording the once-powerful Corbin Shaun on