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

　　"You can't stay locked inside your room forever, Alice. And you need real food! It is not healthy for you to keep eating sugar all day. Please, will you stop eating ice cream for dinner? No wonder you're so short!"


　　I put aside my bowl, feeling hurt because Dior hit the bullseye. Whatever Ben & Jerry's is how a girl survives. I take another bite, talking with my mouth full. "You're not my mother, Dior!"


　　The man glares at me, crossing his bulging arms across his chest. I'm not too fond of his fit physique right now. Damn him standing there looking like fitness materialized while I'm eating pure diabetes for dinner.


　　"I'm trying to be a good friend, Alice."


　　I sigh and push away the ice cream once more. "I know! But I'm not in a good mood today. The world sucks."


　　The mattress creaks when my uninvited guest sits down next to me. He is heavy, and I sink into him. Dior blinks at our sudden contact, and I sit straighter, clearing my throat.


Chapter 29