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

　　Love makes us weak and brings us down to our knees, but the lack of it is worse—loneliness makes us do scary things, Alice, and if there is any emotion stronger than hate and love combined, its possessiveness, the seed growing within me.


　　"I'm sorry," I drag a cold hand over Alice's face, closing her eyelids. I mull over my following words before speaking them, despite knowing the witch put into trance can't possibly hear me from her mental prison. "I lied to you, little witch, and while that was always my intention, I never expected to care about you. You're my only friend, Alice."


　　I'm speaking the truth. After my pack members died in the battle against June, I never thought my heart would grow to care about another person whose name isn't Patricia.


　　Alice is a fresh breeze in my life. She makes me laugh when everything is dark, but my mind is already set. I want Patricia to be mine—together, we can take over the world.


Chapter 43