Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

Chapter One Hundred Thirty–Four

Luna Ryley

After the room was empty and I had let my sobs of emotions out, it was time to get to work. Little did that fucker know that I’ve been trained to get out anything. And my father also trained me to handle silver. It sucks and it’s worse now since I have Lily but I can bear it.

“Lily, just keep our pup safe.” I told her before standing up as much as I could before throwing myself and the chair to the concert floor. I groaned as the chair broke against my back. I was able to get my legs free and I chewed through the zip ties on my wrists.

Now that I was free it was time to get the hell out of this room. I needed to get to Blake before Dorian killed him. Or Channing and Aspen. I pray he left the boys at home. I knew he would find my vehicle. But I’m hoping he doesn’t run straight into the trap that Dorian has set for him.

Taking me wasn’t just about making me his, it was about taking down the most powerful alpha in our world. I was Blake’s weakness as he is mine and Dorian was using that to his advantage. He says I could keep my child but I know he would never let me keep another man’s child

I rushed to the only door and tugged on the handle to find it locked.

“Fuck.” I grumbled in frustration. I needed a plan and I wish I could speak to Lily.

Looking around the room, the walls were bear. I’m sure I was in one of the rooms in the basement my father used to use for interrogations. I don’t remember how many he had down here or if I was ever in this

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here, but I was curious about what my father did. When he was away I would explore down here. And my father always had hidden rooms around the pack house. I know of one that was in his office. My father always planned for the worst.

them with his wolf. I’m sure some of it had to do with Mom and me.

on the walls and floor. There was only me and the broken chair, but maybe there was a backup plan hidden just in case my mother or I were locked in the basement. I know I was grasping at straws but I’m praying my father had

I walked to the middle of the room and kicked the broken chair in

really?” I yelled, my voice echoing off the walls. I didn’t care if anyone heard me. If someone came in I could use the

way from under my feet. I fell with a gasp, hitting the

said as lights flooded

around the room to find computer monitors

safe room. It was installed

the right voice is recognized.” The voice explained. I stood up and limped over to the stack of screens. Every part of the

still working?” I breathed out as I took the only office chair in front of the

years ago. It made me wonder what other

as I watched Blake and his pack sped up to the pack house. I know his truck and Walter’s.

Walter’s truck. What the hell is Blake thinking about bringing the boys into this?

trucks pulled up behind Blake’s and I wish I could hear what was being said. Dorian was standing in front of the pack house with warriors around