Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

426-4 Still Have A Family

“You are going to drag me forcibly?” I folded my arms, hiding the shaking of my body behind my composed

posture. Lazlo clenched his fists but didn’t dare come between me and the guards.

Corbin let out a chuckle and shook his head, stepping away from me and gesturing at the guards to back off.

“Drag you with me? Who do you think I am? Your s*distic mates?” He grinned when folding his arms behind his

back, “It was just to show you if I want, I can take you by force,” his tone changed and the seriousness in his eyes

flashed, “but I wouldn’t do that. Not because I am afraid of your harmless threats, but because I am over you! I

don’t want to take you with me. You are not the Luna Queen I want,” he scoffed when announcing the disgust he

got from calling me his Luna Queen once.!

“So what was all this mess about?” I asked, wondering why the change of heart.

“I just wanted you to see you are not wanted, not by your mate, not by your friend, not by your family, and

certainly not by the Alpha King. I want a decent Luna queen. So I have come to a conclusion to accept—-,” he

paused just when he was about to say more.

“That will be between me and my next Luna Queen. As for you, I am not going to reject you or accept your

rejection. However, the rules are solid. So why don’t you head back home and try to communicate and sort things

out with your mate, since living as a rogue is no longer an option?” Corbin smiled after he ripped me apart brutally

in front of everyone tonight.

“Anyway, I would have stayed for dinner, but I am not hungry anymore. I would rather be with a better version of

my Luna Queen than stand here and see the pathetic excuse of a Luna Queen!” he commented before walking out

of the door and leaving me behind with those I could certainly not trust anymore.

“That was interesting. You really thought he bent the rules just so that he can win your heart and take you back as

his Luna Queen.” Elaine let out a little laugh before holding hands with her mate and walking him upstairs.

The awkward silence made me close my eyes and absorb what Corbin did. No way he was done with me. I am not

talking about romantically, but if he was truly over, then he would have rejected me. He is playing a game.

“I will set the table for dinner,” Vinona stated, her voice carrying a hint of mockery. As she walked away to the

kitchen, I opened my eyes and turned to the door.

Nobody called for me as I made my way out of the house. I stood outside in the cold for a few minutes before I took

a cab back to the mansion. Throughout the ride, I noticed the guards around the borders.

“Ruby! You cannot be serious. I am trying everything to pay the bills, and you are accusing me of not doing much.”

The driver muttered as he requested I let him attend the call. He had parked on the side of the road when talking

to, who I assumed was his mate.

“Fine,” he grunted, cutting the call.

“Is everything alright?” I asked him, sucking on my own tears but feeling bad for him. Whatever worried him was a

lot for him. He had tears demanding to leave his eyes.

“I had a small house on the hills. A down-at-heels house, if you may say. But at least it was able to get us a sturdy

income for a while. We had a tenant staying there. She recently moved out after trashing the whole place. Now we

don’t have money to fix the damage and no tenant as well,” he sighed, getting inside the car and starting the

engine once again. I stayed silent, realizing I was not the only one getting drowned by people I trusted. This poor

man trusted the tenant with his home, and she destroyed it for him.

“Thank you.” I got out of the cab and smiled at the driver, tipping him and watching him frown.

“Two thousand dollars, that is too much,” he said, looking shocked when he saw the money I placed for him in the

passenger seat.

“This is my number. Let me know if you need more, okay?” I gave him a smile and made my way to the mansion.

He didn’t even start the car until I had entered the gate of the mansion.

‘I didn’t have any purpose left for that money. At least someone can get their worries to wither away.’ I smiled

through tears, making my way into the mansion through a blurred vision.

‘Welcome back to the prison,’ I said to myself, standing in the living room while listening to my phone blow up.

It was Lazlo.

I didn’t pick up his calls. There was no point anymore. After

changing and sitting in bed, I covered my face with my hands to try to understand what to do next.

That’s when my phone rang again, but it wasn’t Lazlo this time.

“Oswin!” a defeated smile plastered across my lips as I attended his call.

“Enya! how are you?” He sounded in an emergency: “I heard what happened at your home. I cannot believe Lazlo

and Maynard— but it doesn’t matter. Your brother is still alive and pretty much kicking,” he joked, but I could feel

the heaviness in his voice. He must have cried after finding out what they did to me.

“I heard the fighters don’t cry.” I laughed a little, mentioning his job. He had taken part in the fighters’ academy to

become a fighter. They usually didn’t belong to any pack. Whenever any pack is in trouble, the fighters are called to

help along with the pack’s own warriors. The candidates need to have a wolf and a crazy level of tolerance for pain.

Somehow, Oswin always had it. He grew up in the woods and ate powerful herbs; he was pretty good at being a

fighter.

“Don’t worry, I will be there, and together we can find a way to help you out of this whole bl*ody mess,” he

promised, and a smile covered my lips.

Just when I thought I had lost hope, I found a reason to keep going.