Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

424-Don’t Give Me Up.

“What the hell is going on here?” I muttered to Lazlo, “Why did you not tell me about the meeting?” I grunted,

continuing to feel uneasy.

“Because you would have created a ruckus and right now, I don’t want my pack’s image to get scarred because of

your messed up m*ntal state,” Lazlo pushed his body forward, matching my posture, and grunted back at me.

“I see a lot of you are not happy to see me here,” Corbin exclaimed, rubbing his palms and staring at everyone. He

was the only one standing while we sat in our seats like obedient students.

“And trust me, the feeling is mutual,” the smirk from his lips disappeared as his eyes landed on me, “but this

meeting needed to be done. After the demise of my father— I have been working on making some rules to make

things better,” he said and sneakily scratched his temples. If I know anything about him and his father, the pack’s

well-being is the least of their interests.

“Let’s start with the new rules that have been in the making for the past few weeks. I will send the signed copy out

to other packs too, but first, you guys! I wanted to personally talk about it with you all,” he yammered, smirking

when the discussion returned to the subject of us.

“Ah! The rules are simple, and they are for the benefit of everyone,” he stated, still not disclosing the rules and

making me anxious.

“What are they about?” Vinona, being genuinely curious, couldn’t help but ask him.

“I am glad you asked.” Corbin turned away with a wide, closed-lip smile. “Let’s start with the most important one.

The subject of rogues! Rogues have always been involved in these matters, intentionally or unintentionally. By

matters, I mean crimes.” He paused only to look at Christina and say, “Sorry if that offends you.” He smirked when

she clenched her jaw.

“I believe most of it has to do with the fact that when a person becomes a rogue, they just feel invincible. Since

there are no restrictions to the rogues living in the wild, they commit crimes without thinking of any repercussions.

So, with that being said. Anyone wanting to go rogue is no longer an option. In order for you to become a rogue,

you will need my permission and signed letters.” The way he explained the first rule, my body left my soul.

It was a direct attack on my recently adored freedom. I wanted to become a rogue so that I could live away from

these toxic relationships.

“And obviously, the border patrol will be even stricter from now on. There will be cameras everywhere just to avoid

unusual and —horrifying incidents.” He had to lower his head when he talked about that because it was something

his father exploited a lot.

“The second rule is—no Luna can leave a pack to stay at another alphas pack without my permission. Both the

mates need to reject each other in order to break the mate bond, which we are aware of, but in official terms, they

will have to spend time together if one of them denies breaking the mate bond. Which also brings me to another

rule, a bit personal one,” he nodded and held his smile in, “My Luna Queen has been ditching me for some time. I

haven’t had an opportunity to spend time with her,” He gave a sarcastic smile when talking in a creepy tone about

me. I felt my body going numb for some time, and then I decided to speak up for myself.

I didn’t need the sympathy of the others when they let out a gasp. They knew Corbin would force me to join him in

his pack.

“Which actually coincides with the other pertinent rule,” I said in a loud and commanding voice.

“Would you like to enlighten us?” Corbin scoffed, furrowing his brow in an attempt to make me look stup*d for

questioning his rule knowledge.

“If a Luna has too many mates, she is allowed to deny spending time with one of them if the majority of her mates

vote for it,” I said and deepened my eye contact with Corbin, who was no longer smirking.

Everyone stared at us and then at each other. I know what they might be thinking. I had the nerve to challenge

Corbin. I knew the entire meeting was about making me surrender. To hell with him for thinking he can stop me

from leaving this pack or any of my mate’s packs.

I glared at him for a while before the harshness in his face melted away and it irked me once again.

“Majority of the mates, she said,” Corbin let out a laugh and then stared directly at Lazlo, who still had his hand

tightly wrapped around my hand. He was zoned out, deep in thought.

“Oh!” I sighed, steadily turning around to Lazlo. “I need to speak to my mate,” I said, asking for some privacy.

The fact that Lazlo immediately didn’t object brought my hopes down, but I knew I would be able to persuade him

once we were alone. No way he would willingly give me away.

We have a lot of differences, and we grew apart, but that doesn’t mean we will leave each other at the mercy of

the devil.

“Sure, by all means.” Corbin clapped his hands and then gestured at everyone to get out of the living room and let

us talk about it.

I was sitting with my spine erect and too many thoughts holding me back from starting a conversation, even when

my freedom depended on it.

“Lazlo!” I said, finally feeling him release my hand. I turned around to look at him. His eyes were still stuck in space.

“Tell me you’re not going to let him take me away,” I almost pleaded with him. It hurt my soul to beg him while he

stood there like a mountain, void of emotions.

“Lazlo!” I gently placed my hand on his arm to shake him into reality, but he nudged my hand off of him. It was at

that time that I understood. He was in reality and didn’t want to interrupt.