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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his men were trained as ruthless killers. It didn’t matter that they were outnumbered. They were taking

ease.

sons dodge bombs and enemy wolves. It was pure chaos as I watched with my anxiety hitting a new high. It’s one thing to be in the fight,

safe,” I whispered to her as I rubbed my lower belly. Lily let out a whimper and I knew she was in pain

Miss Evelyn,” the computer said.

a hand over my chest. I don’t think my

will explode in two minutes,” she

chuckle that turned into a laugh. and I couldn’t stop. I’m sure I sounded crazy

drop lower into the ground before the biggest bomb explodes. Everything was calculated

being ridiculous. In a room surrounded by bombs, but

my eyes, knowing I was insane for talking about a nonliving object the way that I was. She was programmed. And I’m talking to her like she was real. I finally lost my

if something goes wrong?”

I’ve already run diagnostics and everything is

you been running this entire time?”

Your father needed to make sure

go off

mind was reeling with the possibilities of what could

were dead. He was tired, Miss Evelyn. He wanted to live his life in peace with

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