Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

Chapter Seventy-Nine
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As soon as Blake and I loaded the jet, I felt like a weight had been lifted. I knew where Blake stood on our relationship. And he was willing to go at my pace. It made me feel like I could open up to him, more. One of my greatest fears was to get elose to someone again, to love someone. And have them leave. I wanted this with Blake but I didn’t want to rush in and get hurt.
I texted Channing and Aspen before the plane took off to let them know we were on our way home. Aspen texted back saying they were heading out with some friends and that Channing was driving. I told them to be safe and that we loved them. I smiled, looking down at my phone, thinking about everything I gained after meeting Blake.
“The boys okay?” Blake asked as he sat down beside me. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, and I leaned my head against him.
“They are going out,” I told him, snuggling into him.
“Good, I don’t think they want to hear what I’m going to do to you,” he purred and I smacked his chest.
“Blake,” I gasped when he scooped me up and placed me in his lap. He buried his face in my neck.
“Alpha, please buckle up, we are about to take off,” a female crew member announced. Blake’s annoyance made me giggle as I moved from his lap back to my seat beside him. I buckled up before resting my head on his shoulder.
“You are in so much trouble when we get home.” His voice was low
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and rough. I was giddy just thinking about it, my panties wet with anticipation
“Promise?” I purred and he groaned as I ran my hand up his thigh and over his crection, squeezing it.
When the plane was in the air and the seatbelt light binged, Blake had my seatbelt unbuckled and straddling his lap in an instant.
“Now, Miss Halliwell, that wasn’t very nice.” He mumbled, squeezing my a*s.
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“It wasn’t meant to be nice, alpha,” I purred and his chest rumbled. I’m sure Lily would be purring in my head if she wasn’t still asleep. Blake laced his fingers in my hair before pulling my head back, I let out a moan before biting my lower lip.
“F*ck, I love it when you call me alpha.”
We made out like teenagers until the captain announced our descent and we would need to buckle up for the landing. Blake was convinced he could just hold me against his chest and I would be fine. But even being alpha, you can’t ignore the safety rules. I climbed out of his lap and buckled in beside him.
I’ve never been this way before, not even with Dorian. Sure we would make out and clearly, we had sex but this with Blake felt different. Maybe it’s because I’m not worried about if he is my fated mate or not. I’m in control and if I want this, fate doesn’t have a say.
I wanted to be with Dorian but I’don’t know if that would have happened if on my 18th birthday, I found out he wasn’t my mate. At the time I believed we would have but he would have found his mate and that would have ended it. Alphas are stronger with their fated mates by their side.
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The wheels touched down and I was excited to finally be home. Not only did Blake promise to punish me but I got to see our boys. I still needed to tell Channing everything that had happened. Usually, we would make important decisions together but I knew he would have told me to quit. He knows how important our family is to me.
“Ready?” Blake asked as the plane came to a stop. I was about to answer him when my phone went off. I grabbed my purse to see that Channing was calling me.
“Sweetie, the plane just landed, we will be home soon,” I answered the phone.
“Mom, I need you, Aspen needs you.” he rushed out panicked. I was out of my chair and rushing to the door of the jet.
“Channing, what’s wrong?” I exclaimed.
“There was an accident, Aspen was driving. I don’t know. But he needs, you,” he cried.
“We need to get to the hospital,” Blake and I told each other in unison.
“Channing stay on the phone with me, Blake and I are on our way,” I reassured him as I followed Blake to the waiting SUV.
“Blake, what have you heard?” I asked him, still on the phone with my
son.
“Luca mind linked me, Aspen is going into surgery. There was a car accident.” He growled in frustration.
“Sweetie, are you hurt?” I asked into the phone, as I climbed into the passenger seat.