Chapter 167
Tasting All My Mates
167-The Changing Relationships.
Enyaâs POV:
That night was hard to pass. I keep having nightmares too.
Thiago and Lazlo were awake by my side. To my surprise, Zander was suddenly acting like a caring mate. I didnât believe his acting.
There was something very off about him that I couldnât discuss with my mates for now. I hated being sick.
For whatever reason, I was getting punished by feeling all this pain from rejection and betrayal didnât seem fair.
If there was any reality in my nightmares, then I was just a toddler when I got this punishment.
How much wrong a toddler could have done for someone to curse them? Everything was a haze now, so I fell asleep finally.
I woke up to Lazlo and Thiagoâs murmurs. The light from the roomâs window was bright too, forcing me to keep my eyes shut for a little before I woke up entirely.
âI donât know,â Lazlo told Thiago.
Since it was an off day, everybody else was sleeping. I remember Maynard leaving the room and soon after Christina to sped off to the hallways.
I donât know when they returned but now they were sleeping peacefully. It was ironic how easy Maynard recovered from a severed bond while I was in pain the entire night.
âI must do it. She needs to find out all she wanted,â Thiago was whispering back to Lazlo. I have noticed how close the two have grown and I must give it to Lazlo. He was the persistent one. Thiago had always pushed others away but Lazlo made him realize he wasnât leaving his side no matter what.
Their friendship was beautiful.
I didnât want to somehow become a reason behind their anything bad happening to either of them.
They were both precious.
âIf you two are going to talk about me, talk a bit slow,â I pushed my body up and watched them stare at me in surprise.
They were both sitting in Lazloâs bed and talking for Goddess knows how many hours.
âHey.â Thiago didnât wait a second before he came closer and wrapped me up in his warm arms.
âWe want our sassy and out-of-control Enya back though,â Lazlo shrugged his shoulders innocently.
âIâm fine guys, no need to sweat,â I broke from Thiagoâs hug and planted a cheek to his sharp jaw.
âWhat were you two talking about anyway?â I inquired and noticed them exchange a quick stare.
âRemember our little quest months ago?â Thiago asked and I nodded because that was the worst time between Thiago and me.
âI couldnât find any information on your family except for a few documents with something smeared on them.â Thiago said as he got up from my bed and reached his closet to silently bring out the files.
I was shocked. It happened so long ago that I truly believed he didnât take screenshots of any files.
Once he tracked back to me, he set the files down and sat down beside me. There was so much guilt in his eyes for not sharing it before that I couldnât grab the strength to question him.
Thankfully, he spoke up himself, âI didnât know how to tell you there are no records of your parents,â he added.
âThat canât be. I remember them working for the Alpha King.â there are only a handful of memories a child can pertain from their childhood and this one, in particular, was embedded in my head.
I remember my father waking up early to serve the Alpha King every single morning.
âThatâs what makes it even weirder,â Thiago answered.
âLook what it all boils down to is the fact that these records were kept in Alpha Kingâs safe. Why would he keep such incomplete records?â Lazlo raised a good question.
I saw the documents and the files were just all ruined by something painted on them.
The only thing I could read through them was my address and not even my parentsâ full names.
âI will get her something to eat. She is not supposed to miss a medicine,â Lazlo then patted Thiagoâs shoulder and informed him where he was headed to.
He walked out on us while we stayed silent.
.
âIâm so sorry. I should have told you this sooner. I just didnât know how to tell you our hard efforts were wasted that night,â he apologized but it was all fine.
That was in the past. Since then, he had proved himself to be trustworthy and a good mate.
âI hope it wasnât totally wasted,â I whispered, expecting to hear him share his side of the story with me.
He nodded his head softly before he held my hand and walked me out of the bedroom with care.
I didnât know walking would be so much work until now. The doctor wasnât bullshitting when she said Iâve become very weak.
Once we were standing in the hallway, I watched him prepare himself to talk to me about his family.
âEnya! I donât remember anything about my family. When I took screenshots there, I knew I wouldnât be able to read them. It is like Iâm cursed or something. I cannot read or see anything related to my paâ
rents,â it must be so hard for him to talk about it.
âWhat do you mean?â I inquired, watching him bring his phone out. He didnât even print them out as he did to mine.
âI showed it to the beta of my pack and she was the one who confirmed there was indeed nothing there. It just doesnât make sense. All this time, I thought I couldnât see or read anything about them but turned out that even the records hold nothing,â he was talking without looking at me. His eyes were stuck in space.
âBut why were you looking for a record about your parents in the Alpha Kingâs pack? Your pack must have the records on them,â I inquired because something wasnât adding up. He gave up on staring into space and turned to pay me attention.
âThe records our pack have is about their life. The records I was looking for were regarding their death,â As he finished, his eyes darkened, âThere was a trial and then nothing! Everything just went silent when suddenly I forgot about everything,â
I couldnât help but piece things together. Neither of our parentâs details was left in the Alpha Kingâs safe.
Was it a coincidence or were their deaths associated somehow?