Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

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Chapter One Hundred Thirty–Five

Alpha Blake

“Tell Connor to meet us at the entrance of the pack. We’ll go in all together.” I ordered. Luca was typing on his phone while I sped towards the Evergreen pack. My knuckles were white and my jaw ached. I was trying not to let my mind wander but my stomach was in knots thinking about what he was doing to my mate. If he has her in silver, I won’t feel him touching her.

I opened a link between me and the boys.

“We are going to war. S Luca, or myself.” I told t

ys to listen to Connor,

Recharge successful!

“Yes, sir,” they both answered.

“And Channing, I’m not sorry for what I’m about to do. You are mine and always will be.” I closed the link to focus on driving. I was already pushing my truck to its limit.

“He may be his sperm donor but he is our son, Blake. He stole our mate. Our second chance and he won’t live another day.” Gunner growled.

I was willing to keep that fucker alive for Channing’s sake but now I can’t let him live for taking my Luna and child. I just pray he hasn’t hurt either of them.

I pulled up beside Connor’s truck which was pulled off the side of the road. I rolled down my window to speak to him.

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house,” I ordered. He gave me a nod before I pulled away

It crumpled under the weight of my

mirrors to see Walter was still behind me.

what’s the plan?” Luca exclaimed beside me.

apart is the plan. I know he has her. Why would he be bringing in reinforcements from his father’s pack if not.” I retorted. I was regretting not ripping him apart when he came to my pack and demanded Channing. My son. The fucker

front of my truck I watched as Dorian was exiting the pack house

to come to him when he was standing in front of his warriors.

out.

it from her womb and stomp it into nothing.” He threatened. When the wind changed directions, Ryley’s

their scent. He has

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I handed over

brother standing on the other

hurt mom or the baby.” He asked me. Dorian roared, Channing, feeding his rage when he called me dad and not him. I’d puff out my chest

him,” Dorian screamed, pointing a

of my fucken

mine. And none of this will matter when

does, and your

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