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

　　The moment I'm released from Riley's compulsion, I rush down the stairs to the raised column holding up the ceiling. Lightning and fire are being thrown behind me, but I couldn't care any less.


　　My biggest concern is William's wellbeing. A part of me is still hopeful, thinking he might not die from his injury. But the moment I fall to my knees and see the damage, I know he is a goner.


　　My heart is pounding against my ribcage, so hard and fast it's threatening to break me from within. I've never been this scared in my entire life, and I hold my breath as I take William's hand in mine.


　　My mate slowly opens his eyes, but he is too weak to speak. Blood is spilling down on the floor, covering the entire floor beneath him. William is dying, yet his lips form a gentle smile upon seeing my face, which breaks me apart even further.


　　I never deserved this lovely man.


Chapter 63