Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

382-Waking Up The Dead.

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Enya's POV:

"Let me go!" I tried to fight it, but the restraints were pretty tightly wrapped around my wrist.

"I cannot. You have to make a decision. Listen to me carefully," she let out a sigh when I demanded to be set free. It was as if she wanted me to willingly listen to her, even after the fact that she had kidnapped me.

"If you want your mates to be free of this curse, you need to be a good person and give back all the powers. Everything will be sorted out by itself." She rubbed her palms together, preparing to grab something from the table on her left side.

"This! It is your blood. If I want, I can do worse things with you. But I am giving you a chance to do the right thing and let go of these powers." She was starting to sound rushed. She would constantly turn around to look outside the window and then look at me.

"Fine. But I will speak to Mother Witch myself." I stopped struggling and demanded to have a word with Mother Witch. Hearing her name made Moana's face take on an expression of disappointment.

to do it for the sake of my mates. But I will only give them back until she comes and talks to me," I repeated my demand, watching her click her tongue and let

you and your mates will be set free." She straightened her posture

anyone, are you? You are keeping these powers for yourself," I said, calculating her plan quickly. It

your mom took away all the magic

better than my mom? Wanting all the powers for yourself instead of giving them back to the mother witch so that she can distribute them evenly? You are not any better. So no! I am not giving you the magic. You can do whatever you want to do," I raised my voice

your mother," she yelled at me,

told him that the witch who cast the curse would have to sacrifice herself in order to save him. He

arrival of the storm seemed suspicious. The candles surviving the storm were a simple sign that it was something she had

growled angrily, slowly feeling

to be done? If you do not give me the powers willingly, the entire world will suffer the consequences." Her voice became bitter as she opened the bottle

love to see you try," I said, closing my eyes and resting my head on the pillow. My body turned hot,

when I lunged at her and grabbed her by her neck. The bottle tripped out of her hands while I tackled her to the ground. I was going to hit her, but then my

few drops of my blood had already spilled on the floor, and a candle had tripped over it. I