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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the pack house,” I ordered. He gave

hitting the gate at the border. It crumpled under the weight of my truck.

mirrors to see Walter was still behind

plan?” Luca exclaimed

fucken pack 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 was going to learn today why I’m the

my truck I watched as Dorian was exiting the pack house with his entourage. Luca and Aiden.

to come to him when he was standing in front of

out. And the fucker

you understand, Alpha Blake. If I don’t get Channing and my mate, your spawn dies. I will rip it from her womb and stomp it into nothing.” He threatened.

eyes, breathing in their scent.

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would never forgive me if I handed over our son

to stand beside me with his brother

feeding his rage when he called me dad and

That’s what the goddess had planned. It never involved him,” Dorian screamed, pointing a finger at me. He had his

go of my fucken son!”

Ryley and Channing are mine. And none of this will matter when I rip you to shreds,” I retorted. And the fucker

die, she does, and

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