Chapter 370: Chapter 372

Tasting All My Mates by Alexis DeeWords: 5512

372-The Act Of Sin

Author's POV:

Years Ago:

“It is okay. The Moon Goddess will heal you," a lady hugged Thiago, who had been staring at his

mother’s grave, which was empty because the body was never found anymore. They held the funeral

to finally rest her.

But Shepard wasn't planning to back down anytime soon. He had promised to get justice for his wife.

“Thank you for coming," Shepard said to the last guest. It was only Thiago and Shepard left now. They

stood before the grave, their eyes glued to the empty place where their beloved was supposed to rest.

“Dad!" Thiago whispered, standing still in the black suit he wore for his mother's funeral.

“Yes, my sweet son?" Shepard said, knowing how much this had affected his son. He was hurting, too.

And somewhere, the two had to find a way to connect. Shepard was too busy taking care of the

matters that at the time he thought he was maybe not giving Thiago enough time and attention to help

him heal.

“Am I a terrible son?" Those words from Thiago's lips hit Shepard like a dagger. He had just lost a

mate; he couldn't imagine his son going into depression.

"No! you are a wonderful son,” Shepard instantly got on his knees and held his son by his arms to

speak to him.

“Then why am I unable to remember anything from that night? Why didn't I helo mom?" he asked his

father. There was a trail of dry tears left on his cheeks. His lips were dry, and his skin was rough. His

mother used to apply too much lotion to his hands and face during the winter. She always says Thiago

has very sensitive skin. His cheeks would turn red at the very sight of a stiff wind.

He knew somewhere in his heart that he would never get to enjoy those luxuries again. The luxury of

having a mother.

"You did. You ran for hours on your little human feet and came crashing through the border. If you

hadn't arrived, we might have never even found the body," Shepard meant it. He never, for once,

thought his son should have done better to remember the happenings of that night.

He believed whatever his son saw that night has traumatized him.

“Then why don't I remember anything? I don't know if I ran or not. I just know that we never found the

body. Is this why?"

Thiago asked. Being an alpha son, he kept asking himself questions. Maybe they never found the

body, and in order for Thiago to not feel bad, maybe they lied and said they lost the body in the

morgue.

"That's not true.” Shepard had to pull him into his arms when he noticed how badly his son was

suffering. "You are a wonderful son. Yo~u helped us find her body. W---e just lost her again,” Shepard

cried when hugging his son. Thiago's tears had gone dry.

He could no longer show many emotions. Shepard knew whatever Thiago saw that night was

horrifying.

"Lets go home now,” Shepard said, breaking the hug and walking him to the car.

“Can we not call it home anymore?" Thiago requested, watching his father slow down to look at him.

"Why?" Shepard asked.

"A home is a place where your parents are. There is only us there now,” Thiago gave his father a weak

smile, trembling his heart in his chest.

"It will become a home again when you grow up and find a mate. You will bring her home and take care

of her." Shepard got inside the car and sneakily cleaned his tears. "Packhouse mansion,” he told the

driver.

"I will never marry or mark my mate,” Thiago shook his head at his father, not liking the idea of finding

anyone else who he might lose.

“What? No! Don't even think about that. A mate is an important part of us. You see, Thiago! A she-wolf

is considered lesser than an alpha. However, this is not the case. The alphas might be in great

strength, but the she-wolf-or whoever their mate is —is going to be the one to help the alphas control

their powers. A mate is not a curse; a mate is a power. You'll meet your special someone who will help

you forget about your pain. You will bring her home and start a family with her. That's when this

mansion will turn into a home again." Shepard held his son close, his arm wrapping around his son's

shoulder as he watched outside the window.

Abroken smile covered his lips as he recalled when he brought in his mate. He couldn't stop himself

from getting up early every morning for so many years to make her breakfast.

Everybody joked about her being the alpha and him being the omega. But he didn't mind. He felt

victory whenever his mate blushed.

But now those memories were going to be replaced by the fact that he lost her.

He should have done anything to get her justice, but he couldn’ t. After reaching home, Mackenzie told

his daughter Janet to stay with

Thiago while he discussed what to do next with the Alpha.

“Maybe if we show Thiago those pictures again, he might remember?" Mackenzie asked.

“That won't do anything. He is still traumatized, and I don't want him to put more pressure on his brain.

We need to focus on the morgue case. How the hell did the morgue burn down on the same day when

it was going to bring the evidence out?" Shepard said, watching the CCTV footage of the road from that

night of horror over and over again.

“That is the alpha king’s car, right?" he asked Mackenzie, and after getting a nod from him, he

narrowed his eyes at the footage. "Just a crazy thought. What if someone powerful is behind this? They

will be able to go to crazy limits to get rid of the evidence, for example, a morgue, right?" as Shepard

suggested and raised his face, he understood Mackenzie got his hint.