Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

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. 

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