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

　　After having sex with Finn, I topple down on his broad chest, and he strokes his massive palm over my back in a tender fashion. No one is making a move to head for the shower, and my cheeks burn as I count the number of bleached scars on his muscular arm.


　　Shit, why can't I get him out of my head?


　　I'm trying my best to resist falling in love with Finn again, but I think the feeling never left. We had plenty of sex in the past, cuddles, and steamy moments, and I enjoyed riding his cock tonight. Yet it isn't those things that make my heart pound; it's the small intimate things he does, like caressing my skin after having sex.


　　Finn is a gentleman, and although he takes charge in bed and resembles a white-haired fairy version of Jason Momoa, I know he would do nothing I didn't like. The man is a total catch—I'm well-aware anyone else would throw themselves into his arms, but I can't do that.


Chapter 102