Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 158

158-1 Got The Power

The instant that happened, I stepped back and gasped loudly. There was no shock on Zander’s face. The fact that he smirked first and later our wolves recognized us as mates baffled my mind.

“Are you alright?” Thiago whispered in my ear, watching me stare at Zander and making deep eye contact with him.

“I need a minute,” I said, turning around and not sure where to go.

“We can leave for the kitchen and inform Mr. Tripper that we want something to eat,” Lazlo uttered when watching me lose my balance.

“Is everything Okay?” Zander broke the hug with his sister and asked us. I bet he was aware of everything yet he was acting clueless. Christina frowned, watching me and her brother.

“Stop staring at my brother, you freak!” she instantly pulled up in front of her brother to block my vision. I was frozen to my spot with my heart racing inside my chest.

No!

I can’t be mates with him. How the hell did it happen after so many days? I mean, I never even felt a little pull towards him then how all of a sudden?

“Language!” Maynard grunted at Christina before he grabbed a sweater for me and eyed the others to leave with me.

We left the room together but I haven’t been able to say anything yet. The boys stayed silent, giving me space.

They walked me down to the ground floor but before we could enter the kitchen, Lazlo and Thiago left to take permission from Mr. Tripper. We were not allowed to leave our rooms late at night so we required permission.

“Are you okay?” Maynard asked, standing in front of me with his eyes fixated on my face while I was trying to understand how it was possible that Zander and I were mates.

***I don’t know,” I shook my head faintly, hiding my face in my hands out of shame. Why was I mated with everyone?

“You can still talk to me about it. Maybe I will be able to help,” he was talking in a very low and soft voice. I had my back leaning against the wall to support my body on my feet. I raised my face and watched him stare back at me with wishful eyes.

“Sure,” I nodded just for the sake of it. I was not going to share anything with him, I wasn’t a fool to trust him.

The hurt look an his face when I didn’t continue to share my stress with him was there.

“Can I ask you a question?” he asked in a much calmer tone and once I nodded to him, he questioned, “does my pain really not affect you?” he sounded so soft and sad when asking me that.