Tasting All My Mates

499-The Bitter Taste Of Betrayal
“It’s true. I am over you!” Christina exclaimed loudly.
“I was loyal to you for a very long time, but then tell me, what did it give me? Nothing!” she yelled at Maynard, stepping away
from Corbin.
“That long time when you wouldn’t shut up filling my ears against Enya and how I should punish her for disrespecting me by
rejecting me?” Maynard scoffed at her. ’I am not angry, nor am I jealous. Go ahead and fuck the entire Crimson Fangs Pack.
Nobody gives a fuck! At least I don’t, as long as you stay the fuck away from Enya.“
Maynard raised his voice when warning her to not plot against me.
The instant she heard him say my name, I watched her lose her mind. She grunted and picked up a rock to throw at him, but her
mother intervened.
“That asshole!” Christina yelled, trying to free her hand from her mother’s grasp.
“Calm down. Don’t waste your energy on him. He is forever a slave of Enya’s love. I am sure he doesn’t even give a fuck that the
mate bond was created by her mother to torture him. You enjoy the best mate one could ever ask for.” Emelia was talking very
loudly in Christina’s ears.
“You are right!” Christina took a deep breath and then smiled again. “I don’t care who he cares for now,” he added. Corbin was
silently enjoying the show, still; not revealing to her that he had tricked her.
“In fact! I am glad you all have come here to see this day. My dear mate is choosing me as the next and best vessel to hold the
powers of Enya.” Her claims made
Maynard frown in confusion. He knew that was not happening because Corbin already had the powers. Maynard was staring at
Christina or Corbin, scoffing as he couldn’t believe he was once interested in her.
“I like this look of fright on all your faces. Soon I will be the most powerful creature and I bet you all would come crawling into my
feet, professing undying love and whatnot!” she rolled her eyes, thinking that was the only reason my mates have ever put up
with me.
“So now!” Christina finally felt like she had spoken enough, and now was the time that she was going to receive powers.

“I am ready for the powers to be transferred into my body,’ she said as she walked closer to me and then spread her arms in the
air.
“Corbin! Let’s do it,” Emelia smiled at him, looking around for the potion bottle.
“Babe!” Christina put her hands down when Corbin didn’t respond to her. “What happened? Let’s do it. Threaten this stupid bitch
with everyone’s life and give me the powers,” she told him, expecting loyalty when she herself didn’t know the meaning of being
genuine to someone.
I understand that anybody would be hurt to see their mate caring for someone else, but instead of leaving your mate, using him
to break the one he cares about is just the next level of toxicity.
“What?” Christina smiled at Corbin for not looking away from her.
“Do you want to mark me first?” She joked, and when his smile grew wider, she took it seriously.
“Oh My God Really? Here? Okay!” She shrugged happily, waiting for him to do anything that would hurt us. She was still
expecting that we would be jealous when Corbin marks her.
However, we couldn’t tell what Corbin was thinking. Maybe he would mark and accept her and then tell her he is not giving her
powers? Whatever he would do, I am sure she will still stick by his side.
He gave her a smile and walked near her, but only to wrap his arms around her body and pull her into a warm hug. She melted, it
seemed.
Or probably was happy that maybe it will rile up Maynard. She raised her face from
Corbin’s shoulder to smirk at Maynard and make him feel bad now that his Luna betrayed him openly. The look on her face
suddenly changed when a little yelp escaped her lips.
Her eyebrows curled down, and her eye watered. It was a sight that confused all of us until Corbin pulled away from her.
Her white dress was covered in red blood. There was a silver dagger poking out of her chest. It wasn’t a mystery that Corbin had
stabbed her after he was done taking advantage of her.
‘What did you d—o?” she panicked, stuttering and trying to pull the dagger out but it seemed like it was sticking hard into her.

‘This was the dagger you have prepared for Enya,’ Emelia gasped. One could only look at her face and tell she was going
through a lot at that moment.
‘The dagger that only the one who had put into her can pull out or else she will be stuck between life and death, unable to
transition and always feeling the pain of death,” Mother witch explained in shock.
“What—why!” Christina looked confused; her lips were letting out little whimpers when she kept staring at Corbin for answers.
“What have you done?” Emelia saw it and rushed over to her daughter, whose body fell to the ground, but her life was still not
over. She seemed to be in extreme pain, lying in her mother’s lap, who was too confused to question Corbin again.
“Why—,” Emelia yelled at him, holding her daughter’s head in her lap.
“Because she is fucking annoying!” Corbin shrugged. “She really thought I would give her the powers and make a fool out of
myself? I only needed you because I wanted a witch who could help guide me in the right direction with what I needed for certain
things to be properly done. I knew you could lure mother witch here by telling her you want to apologize and you want to help her
take Thiago back blah and then you poisoned her and temporarily blocked her from using her powers. Other than that, even you
don’t have a use for me since you don’t even have your powers anymore.” Corbin was just like his father.
“You stole the pow—ers,” Christina stuttered, welling up but then coughing in agony. No! I took what belongs to me,” he
corrected her.
“And you! Prepare for the damn match. I could finish you if I wanted, but I would rather keep you all alive and watch you suffer
whenever you hear my name,” he continued to threaten me this time. ‘However, I won’t promise you what I might do to you on
that ground. Maybe your death will help these alphas admit they are not stronger than me,” he threatened, carelessly walking
away with his guards now that he had everything he needed.