Tasting All My Mates

Tasting All My Mates By Alexis Dee Chapter 239

239 Ready To Serve Justice

After hours of them having fun and feasting, Marcellus finally called Billy to his room. He stayed in there for a few minutes before he exited the room and walked in my direction. Sadly, I couldn‘t use any of my powers. I wish I had listened to Nia and focused a little bit more on learning about using my powers without her. If I had. mastered that skill, I would have been able to use magic even if she was asleep.

While Billy untied my hands, Poppy held a gun pointing at me, just in case I tried to be smart.

“Where are you taking her?” Maynard yelled at them after seeing them take me away.

“Why? Does it hurt to see your loved one being taken away from you?” Poppy let out a maniacal laugh, taunting him.

“Hey! You touch her and I will burn your entire gang down,” Maynard yelled, but they had already taken me to their father‘s room by now. I knew what was coming. It was time they asked me to kill Maynard. I entered the small room with all–black furniture and a big picture frame. It was Olivia. She was beautiful. May her soul rest in peace.

“I am sure you are aware why you are brought here,” Marcellus, who was lighting up a candle next to her frame, got up from his knees and watched me.

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“You want me to kill him, don‘t you?” I asked lifelessly. It wasn‘t easy for me, even when Maynard confessed to his crimes.

“We would have done it ourselves, but he is an Alpha. There is no better way to punish him other than by watching him see his mate kill him.” Marcellus said, “I am sure you don‘t want to save that bastard‘s

life and lose your baby.” He then reminded me what the consequences would be if I didn‘t do what he was saying.

“But right now, I have not called you here to hand you a silver bullet. I assumed you would be starving. Rest here and build some connection with your child. Hear your child call for you while you feed some of the best cuisines our ladies make. Let‘s have dinner.” He turned the lights on and asked Poppy to bring the food tray inside.

I lied. “I am not starving.”

“Your child must be,” he reminded me. I‘m no longer eating for myself, but for my child. Reluctantly, I sat down with him. There were many dishes on display. They really did the most when celebrating the death of Maynard and the victory of justice.

“Here!” he offered me pasta, but I couldn‘t accept it. I was not comfortable eating anything they had to offer.

“I will take the first bite.” Marcellus laughed a little at me for being so suspicious of them. He filled his plate first, and mine second. Before I could grab a fork, he was already munching on the pasta. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Once I saw it was not poisoned, I too grabbed the fork and began eating. I have been very sick and all that throwing up has left my stomach empty.

“I know it is not easy for you to kill the father of your child, but trust me, he is a monster. You and your baby will be much safer if he is not around.” Marcellus was relieved. He was smiling and enjoying the drink. He definitely waited too long for this day.

“A father is someone who loves his daughter. Someone who learns to respect a woman first and then shows the same respect to his daughter. He shelters them, teaches them every aspect of life, and makes them the best version of themselves. But then there are men like Maynard, who come into their

daughters‘ lives just to ruin it all for them.” The way he was talking teared me up. He had a smile on his lips, but the tears never left his eyes.

He really suffered the demise of his daughter.

“It is not easy to forget every little moment you once shared with your daughter. I made her the best version of herself, and then she fell in love with the wrong guy. That pack was a mess from the get–go. Do you know all these gigantic packs are cursed?” He asked me, and I shook my head. I was interested in knowing more about him because the packs he was talking about were the packs of Lazlo, Maynard, Thiago, and Corbin.

“There! Then I will tell you about them. Those packs are doomed. Their elders used to do things that were horrible. There is this one pack, I am sure you know it. What is the name of that young boy?” He zoned out when trying to remember the name, “Alpha Thiago Shepard.” He nodded, saying his name and making my heart miss a beat.

“What about him? What did he do?” I asked, pretending to look calm and collected.

“These packs messed him up. That little boy was so happy whenever he would take a run with his parents. I would usually greet them in my woods. They were the only ones I didn‘t mind running through my property, and then everything went wrong for them. The things that the poor little kid saw his mother go through were horrible. And then the same happened to him. He never got justice.” Marcellus put his fork down and cleaned his hands while discarding the tissue.

“We can talk later.” He was done eating at this point. I had many more questions, but

he seemed to be in a hurry. “I need to know if the person I am sharing all this with is even on our side.” The stern look was back on his face.

He walked over to the door and knocked to get Billy‘s attention.

“Bring her outside,” he ordered him. It shocked me how his mood changed so abruptly. It was as if he gave me a snippet of his knowledge just to help me know I could learn a lot from him if I took his side.

Billy helped me out of the room with a gun in his hand. I knew the gun was for me when I found Maynard kneeling on the ground with everybody standing around him.

“It is time,” Marcellus said, and Billy handed me the gun. It truly was time. Maynard had fucked up and committed a crime I once intended for Corbin to commit when he forced himself on me. What Maynard did was even worse.

I also needed information from Marcellus.

So I pointed the gun at Maynard.

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A/N:

I am reading your comments and OMG! some of you are so close to the theories. One last time, what do you think Enya should do? Should she kill Maynard and serve the justice?