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

　　Alice is sitting in the kitchen when I tumble out of my bedroom. She lifts her chin and gives me a sad smile upon noticing me.


　　It breaks my heart to see my friend like this, and I immediately wonder what has happened to her.


　　Alice has been living inside her room like a hermit for days. I can also tell she has been crying. Her eyes are puffy and red.


　　"Hi..." Alice is staring down into her coffee cup, barely even blinking.


　　I hand her a kind smile, ignoring the fact that we are both trotting around in our pajamas.


　　"Good morning," I say and walk over to open the fridge. I have a craving for yogurt. "Did you sleep well tonight?"


　　"Not really," Alice says, and then she inhales as if bracing herself to tell me something important. "Can we talk?"


Chapter 36