Since battling over a spade in kindergarten, Dior and Patricia have been life sworn enemies. Despite Dior being the future alpha, Patricia never respected or feared him. She was always a daring omega, not afraid of stating her opinion. 

With age, the venom runs thicker in their veins. While Dior becomes popular and sought-after, Patricia finds herself bullied by the entire pack.

Sick of the treatment she receives, Patricia decides to go rogue, only for fate to laugh her in the face—it turns out the alpha she left is her mate.

Dear Enemy, You’re My Mate

　　I stare at the floor with tears gathering in the corner of my eyes. My heart is an open wound, bleeding as I walk past groups of people at Dior's birthday party. I meet eyes with no one, too caught in my inner pain to see further than my nose.


　　A zombie snake, one of those shadow creatures, came in through the window minutes ago. I should have helped the Winterbite pack take it down, but I didn't because my mind was elsewhere.


　　William rejected me, and the loss I'm experiencing right now is truly unbearable. I have to make it outside. My steps are shaky, forcing me to lean against the wall with my palm pressing against it as I try to breathe. I'm so dizzy, but some fresh air would help.


　　I keep walking with a headache ringing in my ears. The world is suddenly spinning so fast, and while I can see faces and recognize people at this party, their voices are quiet, as if they are too far away.


Chapter 26