Tasting All My Mates

Tasting All My Mates By Alexis Dee Chapter 373

Tasting All My Mates By Alexis Dee Chapter 373

373-We Meet For The First Time

Author's POV:

Years Ago:

“Where are we going, daddy?" Enya asked her father as he took a car to go visit a graveyard.

“We are going to pray for someone," Alaric said, his eyes on the road with big tears in them.

“Why didn't mommy come with us?" she asked her father, holding her teddy bear tightly to her chest.

“Mom-my doesn't believe in praying for others. I mean, she was busy." Alaric had to shake his head and change his behavior before he said anything that would hurt Enya when he heard about how evil her mother had turned out to be.

They entered the royal graveyard and went straight to Mrs. Shepard’s grave. However, they had to stand back and wait for the visitors to leave so that they could step ahead.

Enya was standing next to her father, watching a young boy her age in a large jacket stare at the grave.

“Who is he, daddy?" she asked in a whisper. Alaric had to bend down in order to hear her.

“That is Aloha Thiago. He is the son of the lady in that grave," Alaric explained, and Enya made a pout.

"Why is she lying in that hole? Do they not have a bed at home?

We can give her a bed?" Enya innocently asked his father, who was bewildered to see his daughter lacking so much knowledge.

It surprised him that Hazel didn't even want to tell her daughter anything that would hurt her. But then she would go around hurting other kids.

"This is where people stay after they die,” Alaric stated. He was trying to be honest with his daughter. Since Hazel was creating a different kind of an imaginary world in Enya’s world, he had decided to step up and teach her a few things that she might need for her future.

"Die?" Enya frowned.

“You see that boy? His mother died, and that means he can never see her again," Alaric explained, watching his daughter's face to understand if she was growing up as cold as her mother or if she was still a human.

“That's so sad. Is that why he looks so upset?" The quick tears in Enya’s eyes comforted Alaric. He realized his daughter was not yet ready to be like Hazel.

He then realized the only reason Thiago's mother wasn't in the grave was that he had burned down the entire morgue. The feeling of guilt and disgust took over him once again.

Thiago stared at the grave for a few minutes before his father told him to step aside. Thiago walked away alone toward the road.

"Why don't you stay here while your dad talks to that alpha over there?" Alaric asked Enya, who nodded to her father. Something flipped inside him when he saw Shepard. He felt it was his responsibility to right his and his wife's wrongdoings.

While he marched over to the alpha, Enya strolled after Thiago.

"It is very tasty," Janet offered Thiago a candy, who shook his head as he didn't feel charmed by anything this world has to offer anymore.

"I will leave it here for you," Janet sighed, leaving the candy on the bonnet of the car and walking away to find her father. They have come here to pray for Mrs. Shepard.

"This candy looks good," Enya commented from behind Thiago. He turned around and stared at her without any emotion on his lips. novelbin

"It doesn't concern me,” Thiago said in a mild tone.

“You don't want to eat it?" she asked, and when Thiago shook his head, Enya requested, "Can I eat it then?"

Thiago stared at her once more and then at the candy. Lifting the candy in his hand and pulling it out, he offered her the candy.

“You can have it," he said, and Enya jumped up and down happily to grab the candy. He watched her unwrap the candy and shove it into her mouth instantly.

“You never had candy before?" Thiago inquired after noticing how star-struck she appeared while eating candy.

“No! mommy says it is a bad thing," she pouted sadly.

“You have a mom?" Thiago's eyes shone with happiness when hearing about the word mother.’

“Everybody has a mother," Enya answered, still sucking the candy and hugging her teddy.

“I don't anymore," Thiago said, lowering his face as tears fought to form in his eyes.

“Oh! I know what happened,” she remembered what her father told her, “You can call my mom your mommy." She didn’t know what else to say, so she made him an offer, but he steadily shook his head.

“No! It is okay. I miss my own mom," he hugged himself at the memory of his mother, "she used to give me candies. Only when I did something good. She always said that people who do good get good things in return. And then she stopped giving me candy one day," he said, recalling the good ol'days.

"Why? Why did she stop?" Enya asked, taking a lot of interest in what that grey-eyed boy had to tell her. She couldn't help but notice the color similarities between their eyes.

“She said there will be times when I have to do good without thinking about what I am getting in return," he said with a smile on his lips. Talking about his mother was his favorite topic.

“And you didn't cry?" Enya asked, and Thiago smiled a little at her question.

“No! That thought helped me a lot. It lifted a lot of pressure from my shoulders. Whenever I used to do any good deed, I couldn't stop thinking about what candy I would get today. The thought was so intense that it began to bother me. The day I realized I don't need to do good to get something, the pressure lifted from my shoulders. I was no longer worried about what candy I will be getting today," Thiago said with a bright smile on his lips.

“Wow! mom was such a nice person," he thought as a big tear ran down his eyes when he tried to think more about his time with his mother, but it wasn't long before he began to notice some memories were forgotten now.