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'm alone inside the prison cell but glance up when Arvin pushes a crying Maya inside of the gates. Her hair is messy, and her eyes puffy and swollen as she sits down in her corner.


　　Arvin blows her a kiss. "You were spectacular tonight, Maya! So aggressive, passionate, and lovely that I didn't have a single boring moment with you!"


　　Maya glares at the man but doesn't speak. She hugs her knees and proceeds to disappear into her head. I never understood her fear of men before, but now I get it—Arvin is the reason behind her terror. In her eyes, the man must be a nightmare materialized.


　　Arvin leaves us alone, and I clench my fists, angry that I wasn't here to protect Maya. I've been spending my entire day with a horrifying, mummified June. I assumed she was dead, but it turns out the wicked vampire still lives, even if she is older than the street.


Chapter 74