Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

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Chapter Forty-Two
Alpha Blake
When the cabin came into view, I felt like I could finally breathe. Walter was waiting on the porch as I parked my truck beside his. As soon as I opened the door, I could smell blood. Gunner let out a growl as I slammed the door closed and rushed up the stairs of the porch. There was a trail of blood leading into the house.
“Blake, wait,” Walter called out as I stormed into the cabin.
“Dad,” Aspen exclaimed, rushing over to me. I pulled him in for a hug. And when Channing got close enough, I pulled him in as well. The relief I felt was short-lived as I spotted blood on the door to the bathroom.
I let go of the boys. They were okay but now I needed to check on Ryley. Most of the blood had been cleaned up. But the blood on the door scared me. She must have walked in as her wolf. It would explain why the blood was lower down the door.
When the door was right in front of me, I twisted the handle to find it unlocked. I swung the door open and let out a growl at what I saw.
“Blake, what the hell?” Ryley screamed as she covered her breast with one of her arms. She was damp from just showering. A towel was wrapped around her hips as she looked in the mirror at the wounds along her side.
The wounds were still healing, and blood was coating the white towel in red. I couldn’t even think at that moment. I didn’t snap out of my haze until I was back in my truck. That f**ker was going to die for threatening my sons and Ryley.
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“Blake, calm down. I know you’re upset.” Luca yelled as he took the passenger seat.
“I will not calm down. He hurt her and he will f**king die.” I growled as I started the truck.
The back tires spun as I whipped down the driveway at dangerous speeds. Nothing was going to stop me from getting to that beta and his alpha.
Ryley
Lily limped back to the cabin. We may have gotten a few scratches but the other wolves had it worse. Lily wasn’t taking any of their s*it. And I was now feeling it.
“Mom, oh my g*d!” Channing exclaimed. He tried to approach me but Lily shook her head and the three of them stood back.
“Are you okay? My dad is on his way,” Aspen said. Lily gave him a nod. F*ck. That’s all I needed was an angry alpha. Lily let out a sigh. This was not how my relaxing day at the cabin was supposed to go.
I didn’t want to shift back in front of the boys so Lily limped through the cabin, pushing open the bathroom door. She whined as she pushed her shoulder against the door, closing it behind her.
I hissed and groaned as I shifted back. I had a few deep scratches down my ribs on my left side. I crawled over and turned on the shower. The adrenaline was starting to leave my system and my entire body ached.
“Mom?” Channing called out from the other side of the door.
“I’m okay, sweetie. I’m just getting cleaned up.” I yelled over the noise of the shower.
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“If you need help, just call out.” I heard him say. I leaned back against the tub, trying to find the strength to get into the shower so I stop bleeding all over the floor.
“I’m healing you as fast as I can but I need food and rest,” Lily whined.
“I know. I’m sorry.” I breathed out. I gasped and groaned as I moved into the tub under the shower. As soon as the water washed over my cuts, I hissed. I wish I could have killed that f**ker but he was Walter’s son. And I love Walter too much to hurt him like that.
I stood up and washed off all the blood and dirt from my body and hair, letting the water run clear before I shut it off. I wrapped my hair up in a towel before wrapping one around my hips. I needed to get my cuts bandaged.
The cuts were deep and still bleeding as the white towel turned crimson. I sighed as I looked at it in the mirror above the vanity. I let out a scream when the door to the bathroom was thrown open, hitting the wall. Blake’s scent hit me. And so did his fury.
“Blake, what the hell?” I yelled, turning away from the door, covering my naked breast. The tension was thick even when I jumped from the sound of the door slamming close. Blake didn’t step inside. And I heard the front door slam and the mirror shook.