Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

390-Not Greedy Like My Mother

He looked away from us, but something made me call for him again. I wanted to look into his eyes one last time.

"Thiago?" I whispered in my mouth, feeling a weird pain in my heart. He transitioned just so that he could stop me

from looking for ways to save him. How did Corbin manage to make me think my mates didn't love me?

At least one of them did.

He turned to me, his eyes not showing the love he once carried. He was not like other wolves because he was a

Lycan. He looked more monstrous, walking on two feet, but had turned even taller now.

There was no human skin left. I wondered if he could even recognize me. But why was he here?

"No!" I screamed when he was staring at me, and a white witch attacked him. He growled and then moved his arm

around to throw her away using the powerful air pressure created by his arms.

"We need to go," Lazio whispered in my ear, but I refused to leave. If Thiago is here, I am not leaving. It had been

over a month since I heard from him.

"Stop him from coming after me," Moana ordered her witches while hiding behind them.

Thiago was fighting the witches to get near Moana. I didn't understand what he was trying to do or why he was

going after her until something sparked in my head.

"Wait!" I told Lazio. "She was the one who brought them here. In order to get rid of them, we need to get rid of

her," I whispered.

"But they can't die," I said, frowning. They were already dead, so if she dies, they will stay here on earth.

"They seemed to stick around her," Lazio pointed out. I could tell he was afraid that Thiago would come after us

after taking care of Moana. It wasn't Thiago in his skin anymore. The Lycan had taken over completely. Thiago was

absorbed by him.

"Enya!" the principal called for my name from the staircase. "There is someone who claims she can help." I

frowned at his statement.

"I am sending her upstairs," he yelled. Lazio and I shared a deep glance, not understanding who could actually help

us.

"Moana! Stop this madness," we heard a woman call out to Moana, and Thiago rolled over to look at her.

"I need to see who it is," I whispered, feeling like maybe we could survive the night. The woman seemed like she

knew Moana.

"Where are you going?" Lazio grabbed my hand when he watched me run towards the door of the bedroom. I

wanted to see what was going on.

"I need to see what is happening." I freed my arm and bolted to the exit. Thiago had turned his attention back to

Moana. He was only here for Moana, but why?

He was constantly fighting the witches and trying to get closer to Moana. The lady who had called for her probably

didn't know I was still there because, the moment she watched my face, she gasped.

The look on her face baffled me into frowning at her.

"Enya! you are Hazel's daughter," she said, covering her mouth in shock and staring at me from head to toe.

"Who are you? How do you know her?" I yelled at her, trying to push the witches away from me as they kept hitting

us.

They were evil.

The lady lunged my way and grabbed my arm to pull me after her into the room again.

"Let her go," Lazio said, grasping her wrist and releasing me, standing in front of me to protect me.

"I am Mother Witch. You must have heard of me," she introduced herself, using her magic to keep the door locked

and stop the witches from coming inside.

"You are— why are you here?" I asked. The way her eyes were scanning me was making me uncomfortable.

"I am here to help you," she whispered, her eyes wandering around and not staying on my face anymore. "But

why? I thought you witches hated us," I said, and she scoffed just a little.

"You are maybe forgetting that you are also one of us," she corrected me. "I don't hate anyone. This hate had

ruined so many lives already," she commented.

"I heard what she was planning to do. She wanted magic, just like your mother. And I can tell you didn't give her the

magic; of course, you didn't." She looked slightly disappointed when talking about the magic.

"Why would I give her my magic? She is so evil already. Can you imagine what she will do once she gets a hold of

these powers?" I shook my head at her in disbelief for even thinking it was an option.

"Your mother loved the magic way too much, just like you do. But look what the greed for this magic can do," she

sighed as she mentioned Moana.

"Moana showed early symptoms of what your mother had shown. We didn't notice it back then, but we have

learned a lesson. So we were able to spot the greed in Moana early on. However, it didn't stop her from wanting the

powers even more. That's when she planned this massacre of earthly creatures." She was talking and stealing her

eyes from me. I even spotted disgust in her eyes for my existence.

"And I can tell you are addicted to these powers as well. Doesn't the strength they gave you make you feel

invincible?" she sighed, stealing eyes from me as if looking at me was a bit hard for her.

"I don't love these powers. I was given these powers by force; I never asked for them." I defended myself against

her claims.

She didn't even know me yet. She made big claims about me and what I want.

"I have sent my people to see if you turned out any different from your mother," she commented, rubbing her

palms in agitation.

"No! your people only came to me so that they could see if I had powers or not," I said, raising my voice when her

bullshit didn't impress me.