Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

Chapter One Hundred Thirty–Six

Luna Ryley

I watched in horror as bombs went off around the yard. I couldn’t see who had been hit but I know a couple of the Orion trucks were now on fire. They were blown into the air from the force of being parked on top of a planted bomb. It was chaos. But as fast as they started they ended. I let out a sigh of relief when the dust was able to settle.

The relief was short–lived when my pack came out from where they were covered. Dorian’s wolves had already shifted and were ready for Blake’s attack. My heart was in my throat as I watched my mate and sons shift.

“Fuck!” I screamed, slamming my palms down on the desk.

“I need to get the fuck out of here,” I growled.

“You can’t, Evelyn. Once it’s safe, the latch will release not before. Your father was very careful in his calculations.”

“It’s my mate and sons out there,” I yelled at her.

“My job is only to keep you safe.” She said in her generic

computer voice. Tears streamed down my face, landing on my hands on the table.

How the hell can any of this be happening? I didn’t have time to think as the computer announced more yard bombs would detonate. My head snapped up to watch the screens.

It was a blood bath as my new pack took over my old pack.

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men were trained as ruthless killers.

ease.

pure chaos as I watched with my anxiety hitting a new high.

I whispered to her as I rubbed my lower belly. Lily let out a whimper and I knew she

Miss Evelyn,” the computer said.

I don’t think my heart can take

house will explode in two minutes,” she clarified.

exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air. I let out a chuckle that turned into a laugh. and I couldn’t stop. I’m sure I sounded crazy as I laughed so hard, that more tears streamed down my face. In less than two minutes, I surely

drop lower into the ground before the biggest bomb explodes. Everything was calculated to perfection, Miss Evelyn Nothing

surrounded by bombs, but I’m not

I was insane for talking about a nonliving object the way that I was. She was programmed. And

if something goes wrong?” I asked her.

will go wrong. I’ve already run diagnostics and

you been running this entire time?”

needed to make sure your mother and you were safe.” She told

why didn’t this go off eighteen years ago?” I

pack. My mind was reeling with the possibilities of what could have been if

wanted to live his life in peace with his mate.” She explained, and now I was really confused.

as I thought about everything my father gave up for me and