Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

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Chapter One Hundred Fourteen

Alpha Blake

The game was about to begin and Ryley still hadn’t arrived yet. I wonder what was taking her so long. She said she has never missed a game before and I doubt she’s going to start today.

When she walked in, my heart skipped a beat. She was in an oversized jersey, the same one her son was wearing on the ice but it was in white, instead of dark teal. Halliwell is on the back with a big number three. Her tight jeans hugged her curves just right. I was already suffering before she turned my way and smiled. Fuck me. She could ask me for anything with that smile on her face.

She hurried up the stairs of the bleachers. Her eyes were on me the entire time but all eyes were on her while she made her way to me. I had to hold back a growl when one of the spectators she walked by whistled at her as he checked her out.

I internally groaned when she pushed her ass into my face before sitting between me and Walter. Chris was sitting on the other side of his father.

“That was mean,” I wrapped my arm around her waist and whispered to her after she was done greeting Walter. She shivered but I knew it wasn’t from the cold. She looked at me before she leaned over and

brushed her lips against mine.

“I missed you today,” she mumbled. I barely heard it over the crowd as the game was about to start.

“I always miss you,” I told her, staring into her stormy grey eyes. She smiled, and I smiled with her. She seems less guarded than before and

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I liked it.

three was ready at the face–off. I haven’t seen him play but I knew he was good, really good. He

arms around her shoulders pulled her

glass, watching. I knew

I asked him. I didn’t have to be near him

Ryley with you?” He

“I

crowd of people on the bleachers before finding us near the

him in for a hug and kissed his cheek. It warmed my heart to see her so comfortable with my

more room except for me. Which

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the twenty–minute break between

didn‘ t seem to notice him calling her mom or she didn’t care. She was resting her

home, but there is nothing wrong with you. If

son.” I looked around them to see Walter watching

think but you should be proud of where you come from and everything your family has built. Don’t let others shame you into thinking that you didn’t earn your position, because I know you will. It sucks when others hold you to a different standard. But I know you

chest before burying my face into her neck. She snuggled

against her skin. She turned her head and

we watched the game. This right here, is how our life should always be, her wrapped up in my arms. Our boys may almost be men but I love