Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

506-lt Was A Beautiful Journey.

"Argh!" he screamed again, punching himself.

At that moment, I knew what was going on. He was dealing with the ancestors. Since he wasn't a witch and had taken their powers, he was going to hear whispering all the time.

I leaped to my feet, and he let me have a chuckle.

"You have always been a tough cookie!* he mocked, throwing a punch at me when Nia glazed over my eyes and held his arm, bending it over and cracking his shoulder.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" he screamed at his loudest, falling to the ground and grunting in agony.

The silent audience roared again as their hopes rose.

"How -" Corbin frowned, wrapping his fingers around his shoulder and cracking it.

I was prepared for another round of punches, so the moment he blinked when getting up, I landed a punch on his chin and knocked him down once again.

"Arghhh!" he screamed, ’how the fuck are you doing this?" He yelled, knowing that an omega could never defeat an alpha king, now a hybrid.

I didn't do anything but kick him in the groin.

me, and that's when I

could tell he was now using

started getting up, I

my breath while he chuckled and kept his hand out to use the

clear that if I didn't stop him today, he would terrorize everyone and finally get a hold of his powers, becoming

me free. The look of concern when Corbin couldn't hold me on my knees was all I was focusing on. Even though the magic was still choking me, Nia's powerful hold on herself helped us get on our feet and

in him losing his

into a half-transition. With the red eyes and bulging veins and protruding nails and canines, we kept hitting and attacking Corbin. He tried using his magic multiple times, but we were quick enough to cancel his attempts and hit him

cheering me in even louder and

back of his neck and dragged his head down. Rolling him over, I got on top of him and sat on him, wrapping my fingers around his neck just to glare him in the eyes.

fear. I grabbed a silver dagger from the

"YAYYY!" the crowd cheered.

you are an asshole," I spat on his face because we were both

tap out," he mumbled, tapping his hands on the ground and begging for me

when he noticed how fiercely

over the years. You and your father didn't want to admit you were incapable of taking on such

his head. ’Can you please shut them up?’ he smiled, with tears

He crawled over to my legs and wrapped his arms around them. ’Please tell them to shut up. I just want a few minutes of silence,

powers, but I didn't know he was that

crowded in my head," he cried, clinging to my legs. The crowd was chanting and