Tasting All My Mates

347-The Witch Who Cursed Him
After Christina left to check on Lazlo, I was left alone with Maynard. Ever since I stepped into this home, I was feeling like
negative energy has succumbed to me.
“He will be fine,” Maynard whispered when watching me stare at the empty spot Lazlo had left.
“I think I shouldn’t have brought him here. He must be missing his mother,” I whispered sadly. It hurt me to see him so upset.
“Am I the only one who doesn’t miss his mother?” he joked, trying to cheer me up. I passed him a weak smile to re assure him I
am fine. It was time I start looking hard but then I realized I needed to thank him for wasting his time and ener gy on helping me.
“Thank you for everything,” I told him, feeling a bit distant from him. It was crazy how I stopped thinking about him and me after
Thiago left. I wasn’t having crazy thoughts about Maynard but I always saw him with Christina and asked my self why he was so
brutal to me when we were in a relation ship. But that complaint withered away. Thiago took away a lot more than just my mate
when he left.
“Of course, Enya, I will never leave your side,” he smiled and the moment he deepened his eye contact with me, I felt weird. He
was looking me in the eye for a moment before he tried to tug a few strands of my hair behind my ear. That’s when I pulled away
from him. The look on his face told me he didn’t expect that.
He almost looked shocked as if something very unpre dictable happened.
“I think we shouldn’t be acting like that around each other anymore,” | whispered but instead of saying he wasn’t mean ing to do
anything, he just looked away. The frown on his forehead stunned me too. Was he really annoyed that I didn’t give in to his sweet
gestures or was he feeling guilty? Maybe we will never know because I didn’t feel like discussing us with him.
There were no us anymore.
I looked away from him and then looked around to find clues. It was not easy roaming around and not spotting some thing that
pull me back to my childhood days. That’s when my eyes picked out the sight of a colored door.
“This used to be my room,” I pointed at a pink door, whose color was now all dull. The room had only a crib because none of the
toys were left once my parents died. The neighbors came in and took away the toys before the house was locked. They didn’t
even leave the toys that I was obsessed with.

“This room–,” it was then I stared at the room in one cor ner of the living room. It had many locks on it, making me wonder why?
“I think this is the room where I can find answers,” I whis pered, reaching the door and using magic to unlock it. Once it was
unlocked, I took a deep breath and opened the door.
The instant I got a glimpse of the room, my heart stopped in my chest.
It was all red, just like the dream I had in the mountains
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when I saw a woman bewitching Thiago. I couldn’t remember her face properly at that moment but now I did.
I could hear the woman in the red dress chanting his name.
“Thiago Shepard! The Alpha of the Shadow Winder Pack!”
“Thiago Shepard! His wolf is Theo!”
“Make him blind, make him deaf, mute him!”
“MAKE HIM BLIND, MAKE HIM DEAF, MUTE HIM FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE AND CURSE HIS WOLF—”
“No!” I shuddered in my skin, tears forming and streaming down my cheeks. It can’t be. The woman can’t be—-
It was then she turned around after hearing me cry and our eyes connected.
Flashback:
“NO!” I let out a cry and she turned around to look at me.
“Enya!” the anger and creepy look on her face disap peared when she spotted me standing at the door.
“Mommy! I am scared,” the little me started crying after watching my mom doing something very scary.
“Hey! it is alright. Mommy was just—- praying for some one,” she instantly carried me in her arms and walked out of the room.
While closing the door, I had a great look at the red room. But then she closed the door and I could no longer see the scary
room.

11 183 voucher “Sit here,” she sat me down on the living room couch and cupped my face in her hands.
“I am scared.” I whimpered again, holding onto a teddy bear tightly.
“It is all fine. Look! I was praying for a disturbed soul,” she was smiling but I could sense the lie behind it. She definitely lied to
me.
“I heard you talk bad about someone,” I said, sobbing in my little palms as I didn’t like my mom talking like that about someone.
“Oh! Oh no,” she shook her head, “That was — me trying to silence the monster under his bed,” she continued to con vince me it
was nothing.
“Why did you come to my room?” she asked me after she had calmed me down a bit.
“I was — hungry,” I said, hugging myself. I was still fright ened of her room and how she was dressed in all red and left her long
black hair open.
“Oh! I will get you something to eat, okay?” she looked a little nervous when talking to me this time. I wasn’t able to look away
from her red dress.
“Enya! look at me, your mommy is a hero, okay? She only helps everyone.” She was talking once again while cupping my face in
her hands and teaching me things that I already knew. But that little incident had shaken me to my core.
“I will go back to doing my work. You will not come to my office again, okay?” she made sure I nodded before she left
for her office after making me a sandwich.