Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

426-4 Still Have A Family

“You are going to drag me forcibly?” I folded my arms, hiding the shaking of my body behind my composed posture. Lazlo clenched his fists but didn’t dare come between me and the guards.

Corbin let out a chuckle and shook his head, stepping away from me and gesturing at the guards to back off.

“Drag you with me? Who do you think I am? Your s*distic mates?” He grinned when folding his arms behind his back, “It was just to show you if I want, I can take you by force,” his tone changed and the seriousness in his eyes flashed, “but I wouldn’t do that. Not because I am afraid of your harmless threats, but because I am over you! I don’t want to take you with me. You are not the Luna Queen I want,” he scoffed when announcing the disgust he got from calling me his Luna Queen once.!

“So what was all this mess about?” I asked, wondering why the change of heart.

“I just wanted you to see you are not wanted, not by your mate, not by your friend, not by your family, and certainly not by the Alpha King. I want a decent Luna queen. So I have come to a conclusion to accept—-,” he paused just when he was about to say more.

“That will be between me and my next Luna Queen. As for you, I am not going to reject you or accept your rejection. However, the rules are solid. So why don’t you head back home and try to communicate and sort things out with your mate, since living as a rogue is no longer an option?” Corbin smiled after he ripped me apart brutally in front of everyone tonight.

“Anyway, I would have stayed for dinner, but I am not hungry anymore. I would rather be with a better version of my Luna Queen than stand here and see the pathetic excuse of a Luna Queen!” he commented before walking out of the door and leaving me behind with those I could certainly not trust anymore.

and take you back as his

am not talking about romantically, but if he was

for dinner,” Vinona stated, her voice carrying a hint of mockery.

stood outside in the cold for a

you are accusing me of not doing much.” The driver muttered as he requested I

he grunted, cutting the

on my own tears but feeling bad for him. Whatever worried him was a lot for him. He had tears demanding to leave

after trashing the whole place. Now we don’t have money to fix

cab and smiled at the driver, tipping him

dollars, that is too much,” he said, looking shocked when he

him a smile and made my way to the mansion. He

that money. At least someone can get their worries to wither away.’ I smiled through tears, making my way

said to myself, standing in the living

It was Lazlo.