Tasting All My Mates

Tasting All My Mates By Alexis Dee Chapter 412

Tasting All My Mates By Alexis Dee Chapter 412

412-Offered Me Her Mate.

I patched myself up after taking a shower and went to bed without trying to peek

outside the room. I was just not ready to face anyone. Lazio didn’t come to my

room that night. However, I still felt like he didn’t tell me the truth.

There was no way he wasn’t having an affair with Valerie. No matter how many

times he tries to gaslight me, I knew for a fact that the way the two acted around

each other isn’t normal. Now, my major concern was Corbin. For whatever

reason, he tried to get me into his car, which scared me. He will not stop until he

gets his hands on me and makes me pay for everything.

’Enya! ’ I heard Lazio call for me, waking me up early in the morning. “Wake up!

It’s late,” he admitted, sounding sleepy himself. He must have walked all the

way from the guestroom to the bedroom to wake me up.

‘I am not going to the office today,” I replied to him, covering my face in the

blanket and trying to rest a little more.

’That is up to you. Go prepare the breakfast,” he yawned before ordering me to

prepare food for him.

’Can you not ask the chef of the pack to cook something? I am exhausted and

sick,” I sniffled, showing him the bad flu I got. I had a fever too. The human body

is so much weaker than a werewolf body. Now that I am a human only, I would

catch diseases and injections very easily.

’Ugh! then I should have married a chef. Stop making up excuses and leave the

damn bed. You can rest when we leave for work, Enya!” He snatched the

blanket off me, and the icy breeze made me curl into a ball instantly.

’Get up! Don’t make me come back again,” he threw the blanket on the floor and

while yawning, left the room.

I sat up and stared at the blanket for a moment. This is not the life I wanted for

myself. He has become unbearable at this point.

Since I was at the mercy of his pack, I rolled out of bed and dragged my feet to

the kitchen to prepare breakfast for him.

I had to wear a mask and gloves to prepare food for them, and it was difficult

wearing a mask with a bruised nose. After finally finishing my work, I headed

back to the room and lay down in the bed. I fell asleep immediately and woke up

to Christina calling for me.

’Enya! drink this soup and you will feel better,” she said, sitting in bed with me

and holding a bowl of chicken soup in her hands.

’Ha?” I yawned, rubbed my eyes, and sat up in bed. ’How long have I been

sleeping?’ I asked in bewilderment.

’Just two hours,’ she smiled at my response and set a pillow behind my back to

help me sit comfortably while she feeds me.

’You didn’t go to work today?” I questioned and in response to it, she sweetly

shook her head.

’How could I when you were this unwell?” She passed me a smile and then

helped me drink the soup. It felt so damn good. The warm soup running down

my throat felt like heaven.

“Thank you so much,” I said, feeling a burning sensation in my eyes. Fever

always made me feel the worst.

’This is what friends are for,” she continued being very helpful.

’Can I say something?” She then covered me in the blanket and put the bowl

away after ensuring I had finished it.

’Sure, what is it?’ I inquired, watching her squirm uncomfortably as she adjusted

her body in bed.

’Why are you still with him?’ She asked, and I turned my face away. ’I don’t

know what happened between you two, but he doesn’t seem to be in love with

you anymore. The way he treats you and gives Valerie priority over you is just

ridiculous. You are not the Enya who would tolerate all this bullshit. What

happened to you?” She crawled closer to me and held my hands to comfort me.

’I don’t kn—ow. Christina! Last night, I smelled her perfume on him,” I said, tears

welling up in my eyes.

’I questioned him, and he made me feel like an idiot for even questioning him. I

know they are— but then why can’t he tell me the truth and put my mind at

ease?’ I broke down when talking to someone about my struggles.

Being a Luna was not enough. Personally, for me, I could never live with a title

when my self-respect and dignity were being questioned.

“That’s why I want to know from you. Why not leave him?” She patted her hand

on the back of my hand, putting pressure on that question.

’I don’t know where else to go after demanding rejection from him. Thiago is

gone, so I cannot stay in his pack as per the rules. Living the life of a rogue

seems very dangerous for a human like me,” I complained as I slipped my

hands out of her hands and covered my face with my hands.

I felt stuck.

’There is one way to help you get out of this miserable life,” she whispered

under her breath. It wasn’t the context of her words that made me remove my

hands from my face and look at her, but the tone she used.

She sounded sneaky, almost like she was trying to say something extremely

forbidden.

’What?” I demanded to know, my gaze fixed on her face as she stole my gaze.

“Enya! what if-,’ she paused when I narrowed my eyes at her face.

’What if you marry Maynard? You will be able to live in his pack like a true Luna,

and you will get to be with the mate who truly loves you and cares for you. A

mate who will never disrespect you or hurt your feelings,” she finished talking,

but her words rang in my head for the next few minutes.

To say I was shocked at her words would be an understatement. This was her

husband and mate that she was offering me.