Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

Chapter Seventy-One
Ryley
Pulling up in front of the first house I purchased was bittersweet. It felt like a lifetime since we lived here and now it doesn’t feel like home anymore. Blake parked on the street in front as there was a moving truck parked in the driveway.
Stepping out of the vehicle the hot summer air heated my already warm skin. Since being on the plane, I’ve been feeling warmer than usual. Even having the cool air blowing didn’t help.
“Baby, are you okay?” Blake asked, walking around the SUV. He wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me close.
“Yeah,” I breathed out. Blake and I walked up to the house together. He stopped to talk to the group of pack members who were going to be helping me clean out the house. I walked up the steps and unlocked the door.
Walking in, I immediately turned on the air conditioner. It was warm and stuffy in here and I was already sweating.
I walked into the living room, taking in everything I had worked so hard for. All the blood, sweat, and tears that went into buying and furnishing this home for me and Channing. And now I was selling. Would Blake want to buy a house with me? Or does he have to live in the pack house? Maybe we can build something close by.
I feel like I should sell everything with the house. It’s not like I’m going to need any of it. Or maybe I’ll donate it to a family in need.
“Ryley?” Blake called out.
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“In here,” I answered. He walked into the living room.
“This place is beautiful,” he smiled, looking around.
“Thanks.”
“Where would you like to start?” He asked.
“All the frames can be packed away for the pack house. Everything else down here can be loaded and donated to a family or families in need. And we can pack up the rooms.” I explained. He reached out, taking my hand, and pulling me against his chest.
“That’s selfless of you,” he smiled.
“I figured I don’t need any of it. And I’m sure some people could use the help. Just like I did.” I.shrugged, thinking it was no big deal. He crushed his lips to mine, igniting my body in a way I’ve never felt before.
“Excuse me, Alpha Blake,” a man cleared his throat. Blake growled before pulling away, resting his forehead against mine.
“I’ll be right back,” he grumbled, squeezing my hips.
“And I’ll be here,” I chuckled. He pecked my lips before leaving with the man.
I watched him leave before I started to gather the frames off the walls and lay them on the couch. Taking the memories off the walls had tears in my eyes as I remembered each one.
There was one where Channing was six years old and it was his first year of hockey. My father loved hockey and he taught me at a young age. Channing followed in our footsteps. I know my father would be proud of him.
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The next one was of Channing, who was two years old, Walter and I at my graduation. Channing was wearing my cap. It was such a proud moment for me. I was finally going to be able to give Channing the life he deserved.
I held back a s*b when I picked up the frame holding the photo Walter took of me holding Channing in the hospital. I had tears in my eyes as I looked down at the baby boy who gave me a reason to live.
A growl sounded behind me, startling me. When I turned, I found the same man from earlier who called Blake away. I quickly wiped my tears away.
“Do you need anything?” I asked when he didn’t say anything. He just stared at me. His eyes grew dark.
“Run!” Lily yelled but it was too late. The man had me pinned up against the wall. I heard the frame shatter as it hit the floor.
I was fighting with everything I had but he twisted me, pinning my front to the wall. He grabbed my wrists pinning them above my head as I fought to get him off me. His touch burned my skin like lava and I let out a scream. His chest rumbled against my back, as he sniffed my neck.