Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

Chapter Thirty
Ryley
I awake to the birds chirping, after leaving the window open last night. I always preferred sleeping when it was cooler. And the fresh cool air helps me sleep more soundly. I was sleeping in Channing’s room after finally convincing Blake to take my bed. I realized with the boys growing, I will have to get bigger beds. I may also need to talk with Walter about the extension we always talked about. Another bed and bathroom would be nice. When the boys come back from fishing this evening. I’ll have to talk to him about it.
I stretched before throwing back the blanket. I shivered as the cool air hit my skin, causing goosebumps to cover my body. I quickly pulled on a sweatshirt and a pair of leggings before pulling on a warm pair of socks. By mid-morning I’ll be changing into something cooler but the mornings are always so crisp.
I walked out of the room to find Blake drinking his coffee. His still- damp hair told me he had showered. I shivered at his lack of clothing, just in shorts and a tee. It’s too cold in here for that. He was looking down at his phone when I approached the counter to pour myself a coffee.
“Good morning,” I sang out.
“Good morning, Ryley. Luca informed me the boys made it to training. Even though he said they were a little hung over.” Blake said and I chuckled,
“Good. Maybe they will learn.” I sat down across from him.
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“They are boys. They are not going to learn.” He chuckled.
“That’s true. I’m sure you still get drunk, even though you feel like s*it the next day.” I smirked and he laughed.
“That’s true. We really don’t learn.” And that made me laugh.
“At least you own it.” I chuckled before taking a sip of my coffee. I let out a small moan as the coffee touched my tongue.

“Good?” He chuckled.
“So, good.” I breathed out.
“Did I earn my keep?” He smirked.
“I guess so, but I wouldn’t say no to pancakes.” I shrugged.
“And bacon?”
“Oh, and bacon,” I exclaimed.
After breakfast, and the kitchen was cleaned up it was time to relax before the boys arrived. Channing had texted me to let me know they were leaving the pack. They should be here soon and so will Walter. He’s excited to take the boys out fishing. Then I’ll have the afternoon to myself.
Former Beta Walter
I pulled my truck up to the front of my cabin. Being here is bittersweet. This was my mate’s favorite place. I built this place for her when we were first mated. But ever since her death, our boys don’t like to come out here. The three of them were grown when their mother was killed. But they still refuse to have anything to do with things she once loved. They grew up coming here and now they are always too busy. Or
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maybe it’s their resentment towards me that keeps them away. They made it clear they don’t like my relationship with Ryley. But I wasn’t just going to let her die. My mate, their mother, wouldn’t have let her die. She would have taken her in with open arms.
They never saw it that way. Always believing she was playing me for money. But if they would get to know Ryley, they would know that’s not the case. She needed my help and I gave it. She’s the daughter I never had. And Channing is my grandson. Blood doesn’t matter. I was there when that boy was born. My own blood may have shut me out, but Ryley never would.
She was the light I needed just like I was hers. We were both broken and we managed to come together. And now I was nervous about meeting the man Ryley was bringing up here this weekend. Ryley isn’t my blood but I’d kill anyone who hurts her and Channing. She has never brought anyone up here before. I knew she was working in a pack for her firm but I know Ryley has a hard time trusting wolves. With good reason.
I exited my truck just as one was pulling up. Looking through the windshield, I could see Channing in the passenger seat. But it was the driver of the truck that confused me. Future Alpha Aspen of the Orion pack. Was Ryley getting involved with an alpha?
“Grandad,” Channing exclaimed, exiting the truck.
“Channing. Look how much you’ve grown.” I told him, hugging my not-so-small grandson. I knew his father was an alpha and it shows. He’s as big as Aspen.
“Grandad, I’d like you to meet Aspen,” Channing said.
“Beta Walter, it’s good to see you again,” Aspen said shaking my hand.
“Wait, you know each other?” Channing questioned.
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“I know most of the alphas and future alphas.” I chuckled.
“That makes sense. Sometimes I forgot you used to run a pack,” Channing shrugged.