Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

404-lt's Not Home Anymore.

"Is there something wrong between you two?" She asked again, just to clarify her question. At first, she was confused, and now she is shocked.

"Things are okay," I lied, fixing my hair and gulping with a smile on my lips. The smile wasn't genuine; I was trying not to be awkward with her.

"Just okay? I don't want to force you into talking about anything, but I noticed something about you two. I noticed the spark is missing from your relationship," she said as she pouted sadly while watching my face.

"It is because I have lost my spark," I said with a weak smile plastered across my lips.

"Well, at least you ever had a spark. Look at me, I have only suffered all this time." She claimed when probably talking about her relationship.

"What happened? Are things not okay between you two?" I asked, remembering what Lazio had told me. I didn't want to directly talk about the differences they have because of me, but I wanted her to say it herself.

"Things are not going so well. I don't know if Lazio has told you anything or not, but things have been pretty rough between us from the day we married," she uttered under her breath, looking all sad. I felt hurt watching her suffer so much.

"Why?" I asked and leaned back in the chair.

took over us. We shared a

known that would

I have not even stayed

know what to do anymore. I tried so hard to make it work for the first year but now—," she paused when confusing me with her

inquired, watching her pout

back? The heart wants what it wants," she shrugged her shoulders, taking a big

me to talk to him about you?" I asked, hoping

don't think that would work. I wanted him to realize my love and accept me. My ego will not tolerate me making his crush beg him to give

not lying. She looked like someone who tried her

marriage. She still had a wolf with her, but I didn't have anything. So I wasn't sure how my

a month or two, we will finalize it," she said casually. "I might have

I used to be so strong and

thought of leaving Lazio had not crossed my mind until tonight, and

wine glass and

yesterday. I couldn't look at you and believe Maynard isn't looking at you as well. It was just painful for me, but now I understand. It is not even your fault. I could tell you are not living

didn't answer me. Would you mind if I came to stay here?" She asked again, and this time I put the glass