Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

“It is going to be fine,” I whispered to Christina, who was sitting in the police station and shaking her legs nervously. Af ter
everything happened in the cabin, we called the cops and told them the fake story we had made up.
“Okay, you are good to go. Your alpha mate has explained everything to us.” The cop let us go because Maynard took care of
everything. Christina was finally able to relax. But little did she know there was more coming her way, as Maynard was still
planning to tell her the truth about her uncle and fa ther.
We all met up outside the station and returned to the academy in one car. Maynard sat in the backseat with Christi na this time
while I was the one driving and Lazlo was in the passenger seat. He hadn’t spoken much after everything. I bet he was still
thinking about our conversation.
seat.
The moment we returned to the room, we saw Thiago and Moana in the room. Thiago was, as usual, busy on his phone while
Moana was hovering around him like a bee.
“I heard what happened.” Thiago got out of bed to check up on Christina. “You okay?” he confirmed, and she faintly nodded to
him.
“Girl! That is so crazy. It is like we were just talking about you killing your brother and then, bam! Another thing hap pened,”
Moana, being inconsiderate of anyone’s feelings, pissed off. Maynard with her statement.
“Can you shut up?” Maynard didn’t hold back this time. He kept holding Christina in his arms when yelling at her. Moana frowned
at him before she shrugged her shoulders and wore a blue jacket over a white top and blue shorts. She seemed ready to head
out.
“I am leaving. If anybody wants to join me for a club, you are welcome.” She waited at the door and when nobody re sponded to
her, she headed out. She pretended like she didn’t even know Walsh. Maybe she didn’t. I mean, she didn’t look too intelligent to
even plan anything.
Now that she was gone, Christina rushed into the bath room to take a shower. I don’t blame her; she must be feeling guilty. .
“Why was he in the cabin? Why did he go after Christina?” Thiago didn’t waste a single minute before he started ques tioning
us.

“We abducted him,” Lazlo whispered, as he was the only one who was still pretty alive. I was just worried about Thiago.
“What?” Thiago almost yelled at us, but then lowered his voice after realizing Christina might hear us and get triggered.
“It’s a long story,” Lazlo tried to avoid getting into specifics, but Thiago was a stickler.
“Then tell me the summary,” he insisted, his hands on his
waist and his eyes staring at me while he questioned Lazlo. I figured he was going to get upset the moment he found out I hid
the truth about recognizing Walsh from him.
“That guy was someone who abducted Enya on the island and stole her blood. We wanted to know why he did that.” Laz lo
finally explained it all to him. I was wandering around anx iously, my mind on the truth Maynard was going to expose to Christina.
I will never be able to look her in the eye again.
“And you guys didn’t feel like telling me anything?” Thiago frowned. Obviously, I saw it coming from miles away.
“When have you talked to us in the last few weeks? You are keeping yourself from us, so we felt forced to do things behind your
back.” Lazlo was the only one talking to Thiago at this point. Maynard was too consumed by the fact that he needed to find a
proper time to tell Christina, who is even more distressed now, the truth about her guardians.
“So, what did he tell you guys?” But Thiago insisted on knowing more. Ever since Lazlo found out that his Lycan lies and the
things Thiago said in the cabin meant otherwise, he has been trying his best to be the only one to who Thiago talks.
“Well, he said they wanted to know if Enya is as evil as her mother,” Lazlo mumbled, and then he started going into de tails about
everything Walsh said. I felt judged once again. I wanted to hear what Thiago had to say about Walsh’s claims. He must think the
same way Lazlo and Maynard did. I mean, I
did go behind his back and hurt him.
“You guys didn’t cut his tongue when he spoke all that rubbish?” Thiago’s response made me stop walking back and forth and
look at him.
“Don’t tell me he was able to make you guys question her,” Thiago turned to Maynard first, “She wasn’t happy with you having a
second chance mate, because, around that time, there was no such deal that she would accept her other mates. She ignored
everybody else and accepted you and remained faithful to you, so yeah! She was hysterical when she found out about you

having a second chance mate. Once you be trayed her, only then did she accept the others. If anything, you still owe her that
apology. And you!” He shocked me with his words. I couldn’t even defend myself like that. “You kept begging her to accept you. It
is so deceptive of you to accept her rules when you were the one who begged her to give you a chance, and the moment she
accepted you, you backed down from all the promises you have made.” Thiago had made them realize how easily they could
turn against me and believe anything somebody told them about me.
“Besides, they didn’t take her blood because they wanted to see if she was evil or not.” He then let out a scoff and shook his
head at us, making us feel dumb.
“What? But he said —,” Lazlo bit his tongue once, ac knowledging Walsh only wanted them to turn against me.
66.762. “How do you know that’s not why he took my blood?” | fi
nally broke the silence and asked him. Thiago turned to me and raised his brow, folding his muscular arms over his chest and
deepening eye contact with me.
“Because I was doing my own research.” He answered, “They wanted to know if you got all the magic after your mother’s
passing or not.” He finally explained the reason be hind them taking my blood and it made more sense. So Walsh only lied when
he said, I am as evil as my mother.
“And? Did she —,” Lazlo was the first one to ask Thiago that question, and in response to it, Thiago only nodded.
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