Tasting All My Mates

Tasting All My Mates By Alexis Dee Chapter 365

Tasting All My Mates By Alexis Dee Chapter 365

365-The Witch Lost Her Mind

“You wouldn't be sad if we didn't see each other again?” His voice turned even lower, and I could feel the demand in his tone for eye contact.

“It doesn't matter. It is not like we look at each other with much love, anyway." I turned my face to the side as the memory of our first kiss flashed before my eyes.

“I-," he paused, "I am not rejecting you. Do what you want to do." He grunted loudly, breaking the calm vibe as he expressed anger and heartbreak in his voice.

I raised my face to look at him in disbelief. If he doesn't want rejection, then what the heck does he even want from me?

“I am going back to the academy," He muttered as he walked past me. I stood in my spot; clueless and helpless.

There was no winning with these alphas. Sometimes I feel like my punishment was to deal with them, not to help them.

‘Are you okay?’ Nia asked once we were left alone in the middle of the road.

‘I had seen better days,’ I answered, stepping aside and going through my bag to find the piece of paper on which I had written some things to collect.

‘So what are we exactly looking for?’ Nia asked. She was cunning in the sense that she knew how to change my mood and distract me.

‘It is for— for the rebirth option. Listen, I don't know why he ran away, but I could tell he would never agree to sacrifice me. So we need to look for alternatives too.’ I responded to her and noticed the little

agitation she showed.

‘Are you okay?’ she asked, and I faintly nodded, absorbing the tears in my eyes.

‘Hm! I mean, are you okay with the fact that when he will be born again, you will be much older than him?’ She asked, and a smile crept over my lips. I grabbed the paper and started walking into the woods. There was a huge list of stuff needed to even cast this spell.

I kept walking until I entered a deserted area of the woods. Oswin has told me that the herbs needed for such spells are not usually easily found. So I will need to cross the areas where not many werewolves have been.

‘It is not about me. It is about him. He deserves a good childhood and a good curse-free life. What happened to him was unfortunate and, unfortunately, done by my mother. Even if I will be upset, it doesn't matter. I want him to have a good life. He will have a nice childhood; he will grow up happy and healthy, and he will find a mate whose mother has not cursed him." I said it with my heart breaking in my chest.

"You are doing the right thing. But what if this option is too difficult to achieve?’ she questioned.

‘Then I will sacrifice my life,’ I replied, ‘But we have Oswin. He said he will help me find whatever is needed.’ I smiled because I wasn't truly alone. I have a brother who cares about me even when he doesn't have to.

I sat down near a tree to dig a hole in search of this particular root I would need for the spell.

‘Now let— ew! What's that smell?’ I cringed so hard, complaining to Nia.

It had a weird, pungent smell. My body began to feel light, but I couldn't tell exactly why.

"This is—," I lifted my head and closed my eyes to relax a bit. Was it coming from the tree? Or maybe the root was nearby?

Or maybe it was none.

“Oh! Look at the sky. It is so beautifulllllll—I giggled to myself, staring at the sky and finding bubbles playing with clouds.

"Oh, look!" I laughed when a different colored bubble began to fall to the ground. The entire world appeared to have turned into a giant disco ball. Everything was now moving fast, too.

“OH Whoa!" I gripped the tree while feeling dizzy.

"Why is everything so fast?" I complained, watching the leaves and wind move as if my life were on fast-forward mode now.

“Ah! Poor Enya is drugged? I wonder how." I heard a familiar voice. It was so familiar that I didn't even need to turn my face around to see her.

"Moana?" I closed my eyes, blinking them hard as I opened them again to avoid having these weird colours flash before me and blind me.

“Yes! You are damn right." She walked in front of me, holding something in her hand. Her nose was covered because whatever she was holding in her hand was burning and releasing a weird smell.

The smell got me all messed up.

“What are— what have you—," I closed my eyes as my body lost balance and landed on the ground.

“Don't worry! You will know soon what I did, why I did it, and what is going to happen to you." She stood near my head and hunched over to talk.

My body was unable to move, but I was still awake. I could hear her and see the world even though the dancing balls and bubbles, but my ability to comprehend had gone numb.

She then proceeded to grab my hands and drag me to the ground without a care in the world. After a few minutes of just tugging me along, she tripped me over a carriage cart, which made her job easy. She was able to transfer me to the road much more easily this time. I was soon shifted into the backseat of her car, and she covered me with a blanket.

I could see her driving the car and moving me to some unknown place. After an hour-long car ride, she parked the car in front of a huge abandoned hotel.

I couldn't tell what was going on in her head, but the weirdness in the air from earlier could be explained now.

“Let's go. I hope you get a good rest because your miserable life ends tonight,” she said, opening the door to the backseat of the car and muttering before taking me out.