Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

 347-The Witch Who Cursed Him 

After Christina left to check on Lazlo, I was left alone with Maynard. Ever since I stepped into this home, I was feeling like negative energy has succumbed to me. 

“He will be fine,” Maynard whispered when watching me stare at the empty spot Lazlo had left. 

“I think I shouldn’t have brought him here. He must be missing his mother,” I whispered sadly. It hurt me to see him so upset. 

“Am I the only one who doesn’t miss his mother?” he joked, trying to cheer me up. I passed him a weak smile to re assure him I am fine. It was time I start looking hard but then I realized I needed to thank him for wasting his time and ener gy on helping me. 

“Thank you for everything,” I told him, feeling a bit distant from him. It was crazy how I stopped thinking about him and me after Thiago left. I wasn’t having crazy thoughts about Maynard but I always saw him with Christina and asked my self why he was so brutal to me when we were in a relation ship. But that complaint withered away. Thiago took away a lot more than just my mate when he left. 

“Of course, Enya, I will never leave your side,” he smiled and the moment he deepened his eye contact with me, I felt weird. He was looking me in the eye for a moment before he tried to tug a few strands of my hair behind my ear. That’s when I pulled away from him. The look on his face told me he didn’t expect that. 

He almost looked shocked as if something very unpre dictable happened. 

“I think we shouldn’t be acting like that around each other anymore,” | whispered but instead of saying he wasn’t mean ing to do anything, he just looked away. The frown on his forehead stunned me too. Was he really annoyed that I didn’t give in to his sweet gestures or was he feeling guilty? Maybe we will never know because I didn’t feel like discussing us with him. 

There were no us anymore. 

I looked away from him and then looked around to find clues. It was not easy roaming around and not spotting some thing that pull me back to my childhood days. That’s when my eyes picked out the sight of a colored door. 

room,” I pointed at a pink door, whose color was now all dull. The room had only a crib because none of the toys were left once my parents died. The neighbors came in and took away the toys before

stared at the room in one cor ner of the living room.

find answers,” I whis pered, reaching the door and using magic to unlock it. Once it was unlocked, I took a deep breath

the room, my

was all red, just like the dream I had in the

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woman bewitching Thiago. I couldn’t remember her face

in the red

of

wolf

him deaf, mute him!”

MAKE HIM DEAF, MUTE HIM FOR THE REST OF HIS

my skin, tears forming and streaming down my cheeks.

hearing me cry and

Flashback: 

a cry and she turned around to look at me.

her face disap peared when she spotted me standing

am scared,” the little me started crying after watching my mom doing something