Both my enemies.

Sebastián 

She's our mate, feisty ain't she? Killian purred in my head. 

I ignored him and kept walking. 

Be honest with yourself Sebastián, seeing her made you lose control like last time right? That's why you are running away like a scared little puppy. Killian said his tone filled with a hint of mockery I hated. I stopped. Threw a punch against the tree i was standing close too causing the bark of the tree to fall apart instantly.

listen Killian, either shut up or I will make you. I retorted. Ever since that night Killian had not let me spend a minute of peace without reminding me. Reminding me of my shame, how I lost control against the same woman I claimed I hated, the same woman the mere thought of her angered me also made me lose my mind. And now, I felt I could not trust myself in her presence. Isabella Morgan. 

Flashback, early hours of the morning. 

I need a change of clothes again. The lights are off,she must be sleeping. I opened the door and entered quietly. Ha, I can not believe I need to sneak around in my own house. Despite this thought I still walked as quiet as i could all the way to my room upstairs. I did not switch on the lights so I was using my wolf senses to get to the room. My room was adjacent hers so when I got to the top of the stairs, I walked even more silently. Just as I was about to enter my room, I bumped I to something soft. I looked down, it was her. Sleeping. Lying against my doorframe, in a crouched position with her head on her knees for support, Isabella was sleeping on the floor, barefoot. I frowned. What is she doing here? 

It's your fault. Don't you see it? She slept here waiting for us! Killian spat.

I never told her too. I scoffed. 

Killian snarled. I ignored him. 

He was mad at me, while that was not a new thing given that he's been like hhis the entire week since I refused to sleep at home with Isabella. 

Should I leave her here? It was not my problem that she decided go sleep on the floor. Despite saying this my heart clenched at the sight of her. I wanted to scoop her up and take her to my bed. Did I just say my bed? Darn it! The mate bond was playing tricks on me again. Darn it! Focus, focus Sebastián. I called myself into focus. 

If you leave her here, I promise you I'll kill you Sebastián! Stop fighting the bond you know it, you are being pulled to her. Accept it, cherish it, cherish her! Killian said with a growl. 

You don't mean that, Killian not over a girl. I said, I hated it when he threatened me the most but I would not take it lightly because he had been my partner since I was born. 

Try me, Sebastián. I won't tolerate you rejecting our mate. Killian spat. 

He was serious. I sighed and after a long time of looking at her, I crouched to her level, pulled her closer to me and carried her in bridal style. She didn't refuse me. In fact, she leaned in, put her arms around my neck and placed her head against my chest to make herself comfortable.i froze. Her scent was within close range, I resisted the urge to lean in and sniff her hair. 

It's futile. Don't fight it. Killian said totally absorbed in her scent. 

Shut up. She's my enemy. Mate or not. I spat back at Killian who instantly stopped talking. I took breaths to steady myself and walked to her room. 

I didn't switch on her lights but found it easy to move to her bed though i had never been in this room since Zoey arranged it. 

I got to her bed and lowered her but she refused to let go. She clung onto my neck like her life depended on it. 

Her scent assaulted me even more, bringing forth desires I bad pushed to the back of my head for the whole week, one of the reasons among with the fact that I hate her, that made me leave my own house. She was intoxicating me, her scent, her breath, her soft skin against mine. I needed to escape, my control was slipping.

Do it. Mate her. Don't fight it. Killian said. 

I wavered closing my eyes and let it in. I breathed it in hungrily. But then paused, what am I doing? This is crazy and I should hate her. No, I hate her. Enough. And I stopped. 

I then tried again, attempted to lower her to the bed but this time instead of clinging to me, she let out a soft moan. I froze. I could feel my arousal. I could feel the last bit of control dissipating. 

Yes, that's right. Let go. Killian encouraged and I did. 

Lower her to the bed, I moved my hand against her soft skin, every action deliberate. I wanted to explore every inch, feel the softness against my hand. She loosened up and I put her on the bed. I continued with my business enjoying every reaction I was eliciting from her. In an instant, I was already hovering over her small body, leaning in for a kiss, facing her closed eyes, her small face. 

Yes, love her, she's ours, Isabella is ours. Killian said in my mind. And that was it. I froze. Isabella. I repeated in my head. My hand initially caressing her skin also froze. 

Isabella Morgan. She's my enemy. So what am I doing? No. I won't. I won't love ber. No.

With that, I stood up, and turned and just as I was about to leave she shivered..I paused, then took her covers and pulled them over her. Then left her room.

End of flashback 

I had not expected to see her in the woods. I did not even detect her because my focus was on Ivan. He was my childhood friend but now I considered him a traitor. Seeing him just made me mad and seeing him last over Isabella? Made me even more furious. Then Isabella didn't say anything to refute his words and I got to be livid. Maybe they did deserve each other. One traitor, one enemy. 

Ha, you think I'm mad about that? No Killian you are wrong. I am just angered that I had to cross paths with two people I hate all in one day. I spat. 

Killian growled but I switched off the link.