Chapter 328


    Enya’s POV:


    Two Months Later:


    “Where are you going?” I heard Lazlo from behind me. He had. tightly wrapped his arms around my


    body just so that I wouldn’t crawl out of bed after sex.


    “You do realize everybody will be returning to the room now, right?” Iughed, trying to get out of his


    arms.


    “So?” He mumbled, and Inded on his crotch. “Fuck!” An agonizing scream left his lips, and I couldn’t


    help butugh loudly at him.


    “Are you okay?” | asked in worry, trying to hold in myughter.


    “How can you harm the baby-making factory?” He faked a growl, but the tears in his eyes told me he


    was in actual pain.


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    “I didn’t do anything. You pulled me over yourself.” I sat down with him and gently ran my hand through


    his soft hair.


    “Now! Come on, massage it. It is hurting,” his attempt to make me gave him a handjob made me roll


    my eyes at him once more. I reckoned he was fine, so I got out of bed.


    “We just had sex. How quick can someone be turned on again?” I knew he was an alpha and he would


    give me that excuse, but dang! He was beginning to sound horny all the time. Not that I minded; he


    was my boyfriend.


    “Ah, Enya! I don’t know what I would do without this smile of


    yours,” he spread his arms around and smiled my way.


    Things did eventually go back to being normal. It took Christina some time to gather herself together


    and move on from the memory of her brother. We all stayed beside her throughout this time. Maynard


    did prove his love for her.


    After Zander’s funeral, we decided to fix the issues. The very first thing I did was pick a fight with


    Corbin and block him. He was keeping Thiago’s files to ckmail uster. It was also weird how he


    didn’t try to contact me afterward. He just went silent once again.


    As for Thiago, he would leave for weeks ande back looking sicker than before. I wanted to ask


    Christina about her library, so I did, but she didn’t say much. I reckoned it must be hard for her to go


    back to that ce again.


    But we need to hurry if we want to save Thiago.


    “Anyway, Oswin wants to meet me in a restaurant tonight for dinner,” I said, quickly dressing up before


    Maynard and Christina barged in.


    “You finally called him?” Lazlo asked. I have shared a lot with Lazlo regarding wanting to speak to


    Oswin. He had mentioned a diary. So if I can find out more about my parents,


    I will be able to find my coven. And maybe they can help Thiago.


    “Yeah. There is so much left to discuss,” I said, with a sigh leaving my lips.


    “Do you want me toe?” He questioned, finally getting out of bed to dress up.


    “I think I should meet him alone. There has been so much that we need to talk about. I think he


    deserves privacy.” It was hard to imagine my only family hating me. After the things he told me about


    my mother, I reckoned why he would hate me, but it wasn’t my fault. I just don’t understand how my


    mother was so heartless.


    “Have a safe dinner,” Lazlo said, kissing my cheek, and soon we were consumed by our daily activities.


    Thiago didn’te to the room that day either. It had be so hard to connect with him now. I have


    been trying to get him to open up to me, but he has refused every time.


    It was even more heartbreaking because he let his Lycan take over so that he could keep me safe from


    Zander. I don’t know how he felt about me and Lazlo. He never really talked about us. But he would


    constantly push me to keep my rtionship with Lazlo, and it would even irk me.


    That evening, I dressed up in a ck dress to attend the family dinner Oswin had arranged in a


    restaurant for us. He left the school and moved to another pack. I could only imagine why he did that,


    and it hurt.


    “How are you?” As soon as I sat down, I asked him.


    “I am good,” he nodded, looking great in a ck suit. I guess he just wanted us to have those family


    dinners where everything looks perfect.


    “I heard about Zander.” Oswin cleared his throat, not really looking at me.


    “I think you and Thiago were onto something,” I agreed with them.


    “But I am sure that is not what you intend to speak about tonight with me.” Oswin let out a smile while


    shaking his head. When I called him and told him I wanted to sit down and have


    a conversation with him, he suggested we have dinner. So here we were, awkwardly having a family


    dinner.


    “I heard you when you said my mother ruined everybody’s life. But I just don’t know— it’s as if— Oswin!


    I don’t remember my mother being this evil. I am sure you will say it is because was only six, but


    whatever I remember of her, I remember she used to help everyone.” I said with emotions forming tears


    in my eyes.


    “Of course, I believe you. However, the truth is far from what you remember. Your mother was not at all


    like you recall her. She was an evil person, a witch who ruined so many lives.” His words and way of


    talking about my mother made me close my eyes. I didn’t like the disrespect he showed for my mother.


    “There were two witches whopeted against each other and cursed many innocent lives. You just


    need to figure out what is wrong with Thiago,” he shook me into tilting my head and watching his face


    cluelessly.


    “I have seen a woman cursing Thiago in my dreams many times,” I recalled, feeling goosebumps all


    over my skin.


    “Seems like someone wanted you to suffer.” Oswin’s words baffled my mind even more. How is


    Thiago’s curse a punishment for me?