Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

431-The Shy B*stard.
“Thank you so much for coming,” I said to Marko when rolling into the car.
“Is everything alright? You look kind of worried.” He asked, attempting to hit the road after he realized it was an emergency. I
don’t know why my mind thought it was the right time to pay Corbin a visit, but I knew he would be harassing Janet in the
morning until he made her accept him, and I will not let it happen.
“I have a friend to save,” I whispered, rubbing my palms together, and looked outside the window. Marko was thirty- five, with
black hair and hazel eyes. He was a heavy built man with a genuine nature.
“You are headed to the alpha king’s mansion?” He then asked after realizing the address would take me directly to the devil’ s
den.
“He has the answers to my questions.” I was being vague, trying to understand Corbin’s game. When I punished his father, I
noticed Corbin didn’t interrupt. It surprised me until he started acting up. He was the type who knew his intervention would get
him in trouble, so he waited until he was in power, and now he was taking revenge left and right.
“I will come inside with you.” Marko offered his help, fixing the rearview mirror to steal a glance at me, “And no, I am not saying
this because I think you are weak; I am being realistic. You will need a werewolf by your side. Although, I don’t know how much I
can fight him, I can always distract him.” He sounded genuine with his help. But I refused to drag more people into my mess.
“It is alright. Can you wait outside only?” I asked, and after a brief pause, he nodded.
“I genuinely appreciate your help. I do. But I think it is better that I don’t make him think we are ambushing him,” I stated again to
explain the situation to him. It was nice to have someone by my side.
The ride was so uncomfortable that I couldn’t forget Janet’s tears. Once the mansion arrived, I stormed out of the car and made
my way to the entrance. The guards steered clear and let me pass, which made me believe they already knew I was coming.
Corbin must have received the information from the border patrol.
“Corbin!” I walked inside the mansion, heading upstairs, where I remember his room to be.
“Ah! The expired Luna Queen!” he smirked, coming out of his room and standing on the top of the staircase to look down upon
me. I rushed upstairs and stopped right when I was a foot away from him.

“What do you want from Janet?” I asked, enraged at his audacity to m*ntally attack her when she was mourning.
“Oh! So the friends have already gossiped? Ah! The sweet feeling of talking to your friend about the hot guy who has a crush on
you. She must be so shy when talking about me.” He dramatically hugged himself and spoke in an overly sweet tone. In other
words, he was mocking us.
“You have no shame. You do realize that?” I bobbed my head, chewing on the words.
“That’s not very true. I was very shy when proposing to her.”
He pressed the tips of his index fingers together and shyly lowered his head.
“Forget about it. I will never let it happen.” I raised my voice when his lack of seriousness irked me.
“Don’t be a c*ckblocker, Enya. Is it because I chose her over you?” He placed his hands on his waist and glared at me with an
annoyed look on his face.
“I don’t give a f*ck who you choose to be your next Luna Queen, but it will never be Janet. I know why you are doing all this.” I
yelled, breathing profusely and not letting him escape my stare.
“Do tell me.” He folded his arms over his chest and brought his ear closer to my face.
“You are not getting that pack,” I said, and it took him a few seconds to back away and start laughing at me.
“You are way off,” he laughed, hinting to me that I was wrong.
“Then what is it?” I asked, focusing my gaze on his face.
“I saw her and I liked her; that’s my truth,” he shrugged, making me roll my eyes at his response.
“And you want me to believe it? Is it some sick and twisted game of yours to make me beg you to stop?” I asked in desperation,
and that’s when the change of expression on his face caught my eye.
“What? you want me to beg you?” I figured that would be the reason.
“Spot on!” he smirked. “Beg me to accept you,” he added, and my heart flipped inside my chest.
“Or not, it’s up to you.” He shrugged, straightening his back and folding his arms on his chest.

“You think you can win my heart by forcefully making me stay with you?” I asked and shook my head at him in disbelief.
“You need to get over yourself, Enya. Not everyone is in love with you. I used to be, but as I told you the other night, I am over it
now,” he repeated himself in an annoyed tone.
“Then why are you doing all this?” I managed to ask since nothing else made sense. His smirk grew wider as he stepped closer
to me.
“Enya! what do they say about triggering someone to wolf out?” He whispered in an eerie tone, “I don’t want you, your love, or a
baby with you anymore. How about we trigger you into getting something for me?” He said this and stretched his hand behind his
back to pull out an injection.
The sight of it confused me into stepping back from him. I could try, but I knew I was doomed when he grabbed my arm and
pulled me over his chest.
“Let me go—,” I yelled, but it was too late. He injected whatever drug he had in my neck while he smirked throughout the time.