Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 241

Read Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee Chapter 241 – The Seer, Who Saw Him Die

Years Ago:

Author’s POV:

“Hazel! Luna Mel Gray is here to meet you.” Alaric ran to Hazel in shock and astonishment. It wasn‘t every day that the Lunas would come to see them. Whenever they came around, it meant their month would go well. They will pay a heavy amount.

“Oh, My God!” Hazel was only in her early twenties, but she was already well-liked by the Royals; “I hope this one is nicer,” she said, expressing her apprehension at meeting these Royals. There were royals who would come for help and then get angry if things didn‘t go well to their liking.

“I am going to invite her in, okay?” Alaric told Hazel and ran out of the room to let her deal with Mrs. Gray. The young Luna walked inside in a black gown and black cape, holding something under the blanket.

“Have a seat.” Hazel offered her a chair, but Mrs. Gray only stared at it and then let out a sigh.

“Can I get something more comfortable and clean?” she demanded while rolling her eyes at Hazel.

“Su–re!” Hazel knew she was encountering a messy one from the get–go. For the next few minutes, it was just Alaric pulling a couch into the room for Mrs. Gray to sit down comfortably.

“I heard you can do magic,” Mrs. Gray muttered while watching Hazel‘s face.

“Yes, I can.” She answered sweetly, “But only the Royal knows about it. Magic is forbidden, so my services are only fo–” Hazel was sweetly trying to explain when Mrs. Gray hushed her.

“I am not here to listen to your stupid life story. I am here to get some work done,” she responded a bit rudely to Hazel. But it wouldn‘t be the first time that Hazel encountered someone like that. She pouted sadly and then nodded.

“Tell me, how may I help you?” She put on a brave face even when the insults broke her inside.

“Something is wrong with my little son,” Mrs. Gray said as she unwrapped the blanket and showed Hazel her son.

“Did you go to the doctor?” Hazel asked, since she didn‘t understand how she was supposed to help her with her child.

“You dumb bi***ch, of course, I did.” Mrs. Gray yelled at her as anger took over her. Hazel was taken aback.

“Calm down,” Mrs. Gray comforted herself before demanding a crib for her son.

“Do you have a child?” Mrs. Gray asked Hazel, who shook her head, “Huh! one less piece of trash,” she muttered, waiting for Alaric to bring them a baby crib. Once she laid her son down in the crib, she turned to talk with Hazel, who was completely lost at this point.

She had met many rude and disgusting royals, but Mrs. Gray stole the crown.

“The doctor said my son is suffering from some disease that is rare in werewolves. He will lose blood with time and by the time he is only 5, he will die.” Mrs. Gray was panicking; her hands were shivering when talking about her son‘s future.

“I know about it. Only a few werewolves go through it,” Hazel said, having researched

“My son is going to die, the future Alpha, and those doctors told me they could not do anything to help me. Do you understand my frustration?” Mrs. Gray said as she stared at her son and shed tears.