Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

406-The Petty Stuff

"Lazio!" I pronounced his name after gulping a little. It was clear from the look on his face that he wasn't too happy. Something had deeply disturbed him, as evidenced by the slight raise of his brow and the tightening of his lips.

"Good morning," I said, trying to sound playful and normal.

"Maynard was here?" he asked, ignoring my greetings and briskly approaching me.

"He was." I didn't lie. He stood beside me for a few empty seconds before he scoffed at me.

"Why? Why did you indulge in a conversation with him?" he asked me, assuming it very correctly. I could tell he was not going to understand whatever I had to say. Something in him has changed, or maybe it was always there, but I was too occupied with saving my mates and the world to acknowledge it.

"He came here to talk to me. We talked, and now he is gone. I am not a child who would turn away from the problems because Daddy doesn't want her to speak to anyone without his permission." I had enough of his attitude. I turned to him after dropping the butter knife in the sink and groaned, muttering the words to him.

It surprised him to see him standing up for me again.

He stayed still for a moment before he grasped my arm and started dragging me to our bedroom.

guests over; have some decency." I complained, trying to free my arm, but his

didn't just stop there. He then pushed me in front of the mirror and stood behind me.

from before and see how ridiculous you look when being rude to your alpha mate," he muttered, shaking my body a little and glaring at me in the

Lazio!" I raised my voice, but it

grew up. I am not that teenager from high school anymore. I am not the miserable guy you used to be to your fullest in that

staring at him with

up for an argument in this early morning. You need to accept and admit when you are wrong. I didn't want you to ruin their relationship, did you

you. They all should know how narrow minded and control freak you are." The moment I raised my voice louder than him, he clenched his fists and raised them. My reflexes

bewilderment. I was panting

He instantly lowered it and stared at his fist for a moment. "No!" he repeated, "Enya! I would never hit you," he finally raised his face and for the first time in two years, I

me," I mumbled in my mouth, letting

I would never hit you. If I had to, I would have, but I stopped." He took a step closer to me, but my reflexes made me step back from

to think I am an abusive alpha just like my father?" He brought it up himself when

that I realized arguing with him was a lost cause. This wasn't the Lazio I met in that academy's room. I lost that