Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 422

422-He Said, He Will Return”

“So you f**king played me.” I bobbed my head, laughing hysterically.

“Enya! It’s not like that,” Maynard said quietly, even though he knew he’d been caught. There was no reason for him to lie to me anymore, yet he went so far as to lie in front of Christina.

“Don’t f**king lie to my face now. You knew my life was already hard. I had been suffering, and you came over to stroke your ego.” I yelled, feeling my heart pulsating hard.

“I di—dn’t mean to,” He uttered, lowering his head in guilt, but that wouldn’t do anything for me.

“And you! You knew I didn’t try to steal him from you. You entered my pack and said all the right things to fool me. You knew right when you looked into my empty eyes that I needed a friend, so you offered me your hand just to grab me and drag me through mud,” I shouted, tears falling down my eyes and blurring my vision.

“Oh, cut the c*ap! That’s so typical of you, Enya. The typical victim complex! You two kissed that night. I was running around doing everything to prove my loyalty to you guys while you were tongue-kissing behind my back. If anything, you owe me an apology,” she yelled, shaking in anger when remembering the video that I had forgotten about long ago.

“That night was a mistake. He kissed me, but I pulled away from him. I told him I was not going to do this to you or Lazlo.” I said it in coherent words: “Ask him! He will tell you the truth.” I walked up to Maynard and slapped him on his chest, breaking down before him.

“I told her many times that I wanted to pursue you,” Maynard finally spoke up, but it didn’t matter anymore.

“You didn’t say that in front of Lazlo, though,” I scoffed. “You two played me well,” I said, shaking and sobbing in front of my biggest enemies.

“You are not innocent, Enya. You and your mother are the* worst, like a virus,” Christina muttered.

“So stop acting like you are this sad victim here,” she said, refusing to believe me.

“I’m not a victim, and neither do I claim to. But what a friend you are. You all f**king played me,” I repeated myself, but she looked pretty adamant and confident about her actions. There was no regret on her face when she rolled her eyes at me.

It was then that Lazlo walked into the room with a tired look on his face.

“Your parents keep calling me and asking me to bring you for dinner,” he said, having his phone in his hands when he informed me of the invitation from my so-called family. I have asked him many times not to refer to them as my parents, but now I am beginning to think he did it on purpose to pi*s me off.’

“Tell them we are not coming,” I uttered, defeatedly. Raising my voice in front of a group of people that hated me was awkward.

“We are going.” Lazlo’s declaration made me look his way.

“I am not getting into trouble because of you anymore. If we don’t go, they will tell everyone that I am stopping them from meeting you,” he yelled even louder when our eyes connected.

“I will tell the world or whoever questions you that I didn’t want to meet them.” I said, helping him out of this situation, but he shook his head at me.

“No! I don’t even want that kind of attention. Just silently attend the dinner and be over with it,” he muttered, and a scoff from Christina’s lips compelled me to clench my jaw.

I felt strange among these people. It was as if those years at the academy had never happened. I don’t know how I never caught on to their personalities, but it was indeed true. When you lose your powers, you can see the true colour of your friends.

Since Lazlo was the alpha of the pack and I couldn’t deny him, I closed my eyes tightly and nodded.

“Tonight!” he said. “We are going for dinner tonight,” he then added, and I reluctantly walked out of the room to get ready.