Tasting All My Mates

Tasting All My Mates By Alexis Dee Chapter 187

187–Burn The Witch, They Said

Nothing about that day went well. After Paige had rejected Keith, they were called into Mr. Tripper‘s room where Paige rested her case. Despite Keith wanting to speak to her and ask for a second chance, she demanded rejection

Keith was asked to accept her rejection under Mr. Tripper‘s surveillance. I didn‘t feel bad for Keith, he deserved it.

Maynard had to take Keith out to comfort him while Paige had decided to move on.

“I will not let a stupid mate ruin this trip for me,” she pretended to be fine on the outside, but the shivering in her body was the evidence of her agony. As for Willow, she was now highly disgusted by everyone for breaking many mate bonds.

I don‘t solely blame her, but I am not sparing her from any blame, either.

“The boys have been asked to accompany Mr. Tripper for the movie night. I heard they are planning a drive–in theater,” Poppy exclaimed happily as she clapped her hands together. There was just something about her that didn‘t strike me as innocent as she always portrayed.

“The one with the mates will enjoy this movie night for sure,” she then sneakily slid in a taunt at Willow and Paige.

“I don‘t need a mate to be happy. I can sit alone and enjoy.” Paige‘s confidence was fabulous. I didn‘t have enmity with her since whatever she did, she did it for her relationship.

She wasn‘t the one who technically accused us.

“You will be with Thiago?” Christina asked me. She was back to being normal.

“And Lazio,” I added. Thiago didn‘t want us to leave Lazlo out, and I appreciated his concerns for his friend. It also showed he trusts me.

“You are coming with Maynard?” I asked just to know where Zander would be when she was around Maynard.

“No! I am over him. If he can cheat on you, his true mate, he can cheat on me.” she was trying to sound normal, but a part of her was displaying sorrow.

“Hm,” I answered,

“We should head to bed now,” I suggested since there was nothing better to do. The boys were busy, and the girls were too occupied, pretending like they were doing fine.

“Sure,” Christina too agreed. We haven‘t even moved a step away from our respective spots when a blood–curdling scream filled the air with silence.

We all looked around and then shared eye contact.

“What was that?” Poppy got out of her bed and hugged herself while shivering in fear.

“It came from down there.” Paige ran towards the window and pointed toward where the fields were.

“It sounded like Jessica,” Christina bringing light to her existence petrified her. It wasn‘t until she mentioned we noticed Jessica wasn‘t around.

Thave noticed after the whole thing of her trying to persuade others to rape me was exposed and she got a penalty for it. Nobody wanted to hang around with her.

Jim was still in the prison and getting punished along with everybody else involved. She got off the hook easily but then she acted weird.

“She hadn‘t been in the room the whole day,” Paige mumbled in confusion.

“Who cares? She is a slut who thinks she gets to decide who fucks whom.” Poppy wasn‘t wrong. What Jessica and the others were trying to do to me was awful. Nobody gets to steal away someone‘s chance to say no to someone. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“But we need to still inspect,” I suggested, and they all turned to me in bewilderment.

“I understand and appreciate your morals, but if she can get in trouble, so can we,” I then added to inform them! wasn‘t doing it because I cared for her or I have forgiven her.

I just needed to know what was going on.

“Okay! Let‘s head out together then,” Christina suggested, and make sure we are all together. Don‘t separate,” she warned us just to make sure we didn‘t lose another one of us.

We all held hands and walked downstairs in pairs to inspect. The boys and Mr. Tripper were away at the sight where they were arranging the drive–in theater.

Once we had walked out of the building, we looked around and shrunk away because of the cold. It was freezing cold with the wind blowing the cornfields in a rhythm.

“It looks so creepy.” Christina whispered. I felt her fingers tightening against my hand in fear. We stopped in the middle of the road after we have come far from the building.

“Help me!”

A voice suddenly made us aware of somebody needing help in the fields. It was filled with so much need and agony that my heart sank in my chest.

*There is somebody there,” Christina jumped to point at someone in the middle of the fields.

It was too dark, so we could only see a dark figure standing in the middle of the field and crying for help.

“Please! Somebody help me,”

It sounded like a woman‘s voice, a mixture of Jessica‘s but not exactly hers.

“Hey!” Christina called out for the woman, who stopped calling for help and turned to us. I couldn‘t be sure, but it looked like her body moved.

“Can you hear us?” Poppy called out.

“Please help me,” the woman cried again.

“Can you follow our voice and come out of the fields? We will help you here,” I was the one who yelled for her this

time.

“I am stuck! Please come save me. I need your help, please!” she was begging and crying while asking for our help.

“What do we do now, girls?” Paige asked when turning to us.

“We should send Willow to help her out,” Poppy suggested wickedly. Willow‘s face turned blue. She tried pulling away from Poppy but she was gripping her hand.

“I mean; she should face some consequences for her actions. She should direct her here,” Poppy continued to push Willow into the fields.

“I don‘t want to do, please! I am scared,” Willow whimpered.

“Why? You weren’t scared when you slept with our mates and had bdsm, and threesomes with them. Heck! You weren‘t even scared when you tried to trick the others.” Paige finally let out her anger after pretending to be fine for hours.

“Yeah! You should go into the fields,” Poppy was almost taunting her and looking away from the severity of the situation.

“I don ‘t think I ca–n help her,” Willow was shaking at the idea. Her knees were shivering too. We all knew she couldn‘t help that woman, nobody can. It was a clear case of manipulation.

“Guys! Stop!” Christina yelled, “I will go,” she decided.