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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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

with his wolf. I’m sure some of it had to do with Mom and me. And right now. I wish I could remember everything he had told me about the pack house and the exits. But then again, Dorian has been living here for eighteen years, he could have

around the empty room, looking for anything out of place 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.

looking at the walls twice, I walked to the middle

Dad, 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 only freaking

with a gasp, hitting the ground

lights flooded the space

fuck,” I exclaimed as I looked around the

safe room. It

over to the stack of screens. Every part of the pack house and surrounding area was on one of the monitors in front of

the only office chair in front

years ago. It made me wonder what

sped up

out of Walter’s truck. What the hell is Blake thinking about bringing the boys into

hear what was being said.