Tasting All My Mates

333 f Not Redeemable!
“Ahhh!” his screams echoed through the cabin once again as I pulled his nail out. I had been torturing him for the last few hours,
and he hadn‘t spoken a word till now. Christina was probably right; it wouldn‘ t be easy to get answers out of him.
“Tell me, why did you take my blood?” I yelled at him, resting my foot on the couch between his legs and threatening him with my
eyes.
“Enya! He is not going to talk,” Lazlo, who had been against the idea of me torturing him, came from behind and grabbed my arm
to turn me around. “You must be wrong. If Billy claimed it was him, then it has to be him.” Lazlo seemed uncertain of my claims.
If it was true, then why did Walsh look so spooked out back in the car?
“Well, then at least let me kill him. I don‘t want to leave any threat behind. I don‘t want to keep looking over my shoulder in fear of
anyone coming to hunt me down.” I freed myself from Lazlo‘s grip, but the look he gave me shocked me. He didn‘t only look
upset, but he looked mad at me.
“You are just trying to show how powerful you are, aren‘t you?” Lazlo stepped back from me while he shook his head in
disapproval.
“If that‘s what it seems like, then you are welcome to speculate,” I whispered in disappointment. Of all the people, I expected him
to know why I was so cautious. I have seen my mates getting hurt. I didn‘t want to leave any threat lurking in the dark and
attacking my mates.
I knew I was the one these people desired, and my friends were my
vulnerability to them. They can use my mates in order to get to me. It has happened in the past; I wouldn‘t want it to happen ever
again. The moment I turned around and raised the knife in the air, Walsh spoke
up
“I took your blood,” he nodded in little aggressive moves. I wasn‘t going to kill him. I needed him alive.
“I know you did. I never doubted my instincts,” I said and slightly turned my face to Lazlo, who thought I was mistaking it.
“Now tell me why you took my blood?” Now that he had confessed, I was ready to get more answers out of him.

“Mother witch wanted your blood,” he spat the blood out and answered.
“Mother Witch?” Maynard grabbed a fistful of his hair and stretched his neck back, lifting his face for us.
“Jolline! She wanted to know if you are a bitch just like your mother or have you changed your ways,” the way he recalled my
mother forced goosebumps all over my skin. I was keeping my posture intact but feeling this uneasy tingling sensation run down
my back that made me want to shudder.
Everybody was silently listening to Walsh because I am sure none of them thought I was a product of such nasty blood.
“Your mother was a nasty witch. She stole from us, she stole from
everyone. That whore!” Walsh hissed, moving around to break the chains.
“We wanted to know if you were the same whore as he–––,” Maynard punched him right when he was about to cuss at me.
“Hit me all you want. It doesn‘t change the truth. This girl before you is not pure blood. Her mother had fucked a pregnant she–
wolf‘s mate in order to steal him and conceive her. If only you knew how wicked her mother was, you would have stayed away
from her,” the guy kept talking, and I felt a sad aura around everyone. It was as if they were stepping away from me. However,
they were not.
“So, what did she find out about my blood?” I asked him, forcing my voice to not break.
“Eh!” Walsh laughed, shaking his head as he recalled something.
“Once a whore, always a whore!” His words made me part my lips and let out a little gasp before I gulped and straightened my
back.
“That is bullshit! We know her. You don‘t need to tell her anything about her,” Lazlo finally snapped out of the trance and yelled at
the boy. He punched him in the guts when he was against violence previously
– “Hahahaah!” Walsh let out a fake laugh. “She is going to betray you
all. I wonder how long she can pretend to be a saint when, in reality, she is the reason you are all suffering. “He was making
things, it seemed.
“Haven‘t we heard enough of his bullshit? I recorded everything. Let‘s

just go tell the principal he stole your blood.” Christina seemed unfazed by the boy‘s claims, but he wasn‘t done here.
“Christina Nolac! Didn‘t she kill your brother? I mean, she is pretty much cursed. Whoever touches her dies. Have you not seen
Alpha Thiago lately? He gave up his humanity for her while she fucked Alpha Lazlo left–right.” His words were demeaning to my
existence. I don‘t remember doing anything to be crowned with such a nasty term.
“And you, Lazlo! Is she your perfect mate? Don‘t lie to yourself. You are never the type to share a mate. She coerced you into
this dynamic.” I almost gasped when he manipulated Lazlo. What did he mean by I am not his perfect type?
“Okay! You are done here.” As soon as Maynard stepped ahead, Walsh turned to him.
“Ah! Look at you. She drove you nuts. When you lied to her about having a second chance mate, do you not remember the
tantrum she threw? While we looked at her, she kept all her mates around and tasted them. She will never accept your second
mate, but she expects you all to accept her mates. Isn‘t she selfish?” Walsh had a smirk across his lips when Maynard turned to
me and stared at my face with a complaint in his eyes.
I don‘t know if he was hypnotizing them or if his words actually made them think twice about me. But it sucked to stand there and
watch them look at me like that.