Tasting All My Mates

Tasting All My Mates By Alexis Dee Chapter 327

327-The Beginning of The Curse

Author’s POV:novelbin

Years Ago:

Emelia did get punished by staying with Alpha Yale and taking care of his son, who he would put in thecage all the time. Then one day, Emelia was asked to accompany Yale somewhere. He took her toHazel‘s home, but she wasn‘t aware of it. Neither did Yale know about their history. He just wantedEmelia to understand the process of the herbs he was

feeding Lazlo from Hazel.

“She is an herb specialist?” Emelia asked the alpha as she looked around the small but cozy livingroom.

“Yes.” Yale didn‘t want to tell her he was taking favors from a witch, but because Emelia was a witch inthe past, she felt that energy in this house. Hazel had kept all the powers of the ancestors, but it hadstarted to affect her. Her health was declining due to so much pressure. But she didn‘t care. She hadplanned to give all her magic to her daughter when she grew up.

“This place!” Emelia whispered to herself, feeling weird. Her eyes then landed on a picture framebehind the books.

When Yale wasn‘t watching, Emelia grabbed the frame to observe it, and it was then her heart sank inher chest.

“Hazel!” she gasped, putting the frame down and worrying in bewilderment. She never thought ofmeeting her ever again. In her mind, Hazel betrayed her so that she could take over

the mother witch‘s position. Emelia thought Hazel was still living in the forest with the coven.

“She must be here any second.” Yale said, “I need to use the restroom. Sit here, don‘t walk aroundwithout her permission.” Yale didn’t care about Hazel‘s privacy. He just didn‘t want Emelia to find outmore than she needed to know. Frightened and lost, Emelia nodded and watched Yale walk away tothe guestroom. The instant she was alone again, she got on her feet and snuck into a room where Yaletold her Hazel prepared herbs. Since Hazel wasn‘t home, Emelia had time to snoop around her stuff.

“After ruining my life, she is over here living her best life?” Emelia could feel the powerful energy in theroom and tell Hazel had most of the magic. She just couldn‘t understand why Hazel was living here.Did she not get the title of the Mother Witch? If so, then what happened to the powers? Did they kickher out, and if they did, why did she still have magic?

Nothing made sense to Emelia, but she was angry at the fact that Emelia got punished and was forcedto stay away from her babies while Hazel lived her best life with a mate who supported her and a littlebaby girl.

“That pendant?” Emelia frowned when her eyes landed on a pendant that she recalled vividly. This wasthe same pendant she had seen Shaun wear on their first date.

Was Hazel still meeting Shaun? Did he gift her this pendant?

Emelia didn‘t know that the pendant no longer belonged to Shaun. Hazel stole it long ago.

“This shouldn‘t be here,” Emelia growled, angry at Hazel‘s

audacity to still be having an affair with Shaun. Since she had a lot going on in her mind, she stole thependant along with a bag on the side and left the house.

“I should tell Mother Witch how Hazel is living among the werewolves and helping them.” Emelia knewnow that Hazel was not helping these Alphas with herbs, she was using magic to give them favors. Shewas sprinting like crazy.

All the harsh memories of the past were taking over her mind when she reached the forest. She didn‘tknow what she could expect when stepping into the forest again, but she did. She thought Hazelshould face the consequences of her lies.

Since she still had the witch‘s blood in her body, she was able to enter the coven again. The guardsaround her saw her and recognized her with no difficulty.

“Hey! What the fuck are you doing here again?” A guard yelled, confused after seeing her alive. “I wantto speak to the mother witch,” she said, taking deep breaths, as it wasn‘t easy to come back to theplace where they had belittled you and tortured you.

“Huh! What makes you think she would want to meet you?” The guard asked, scoffing at her existence.But she was no longer as timid as Emelia. She had been through shit. The angry and judgmentalglares could do her no harm.

“Tell her I have information on Hazel,” Emelia realized, which would pique Mother Witch‘s interest. Theguards shared a look before one of them sprinted toward the houses.

Emelia feared Hazel might have stolen the magic and left. Or else there was no way she could surviveand do so much

among werewolves.

After speaking to the mother witch, the guard returned with good news for Emelia.

“Follow me,” he didn‘t seem to be yelling anymore. Emelia began to follow him along the route wherethey once dragged her out.

Emelia was surprised to see the current state of the coven. The witches looked sleep deprived; thewarlocks looked stressed out. This was no longer the powerful coven of witches.

Mother Jolline hadn‘t been able to recover from the trauma she received when Hazel forced them into atemporary sleep and ran away with all the magic.

“Come in,” Mother Jolline invited Emelia inside, as she didn‘t want to leave her room for anything. Shehad kept herself locked in for years now.

The ancestors had turned their backs on them until they ensured that Hazel would be punished.

“Emelia!” Jolline whispered, watching Emelia enter the room and looking around at the mess Jollinehad created. She seemed to be brewing something. It didn‘t look like a normal spell. The energy wastoo negative and strong.

“How are you?” Jolline asked Emelia, who didn‘t bow down to her in respect like she used to, as Jollinelost her respect when she punished Emelia in the worst way possible.

“I am living,” Emelia answered, not focusing on Jolline‘s face,

is it hurt to look at the person who stripped her naked, the came person she thought was her mother.

This is for Hazel.” It was then that Jolline mentioned the enormous cauldron, and Emelia understoodthat Jolline was Oreparing a curse for Hazel.