Fated to my Enemy

Chapter 91

Chapter Ninety–One

Chapter Ninety–One

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I had fallen asleep on the ride back home. Blake unbuckling my seatbelt woke me from my restless sleep. I felt guilty for what I put him through. I leaned up and kissed his cheek.

“I’m sorry, Blake,” I mumbled. He turned to face me, brushing his lips against mine.

“I forgive you, but that doesn’t mean I’m not mad.” He sighed. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Please, don’t hate me,” I whispered, my heart twisting painfully. Blake had every right to kick me and Channing out of his pack. I wasn’t a member and he doesn’t have to protect me.

“I could never hate you, baby. But you need to think about joining my pack. I need to be able to link you.” He told me, running his thumb along the cut on my cheek, where I was hit with the butt of a gun.

“Okay,” I nodded. Blake stopped and looked me in the eyes.

“Okay, you’ll think about it or okay, you’ll join my pack.” He questioned.

“Okay, me and Channing will join you pack.” Before I could say anything else, his lips crushed against mine. I winced as his thump pressed painfully into my cut.

“Shit, I’m sorry, baby,” He rushed out, pulling away from me. I moved his thumb before pressing my lips against his again.

“It’s nothing that won’t heal,” I told him, pulling my lips from his.

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“Still no Lily?” He asked me and I shook my head.

“She is still snoring away. I’m glad one of us is getting some sleep.” I shrugged.

Blake helped me out of the vehicle. He had parked out front of the pack house. But he led me over to the pack hospital, where I should get my own private room since I always seem to be here. This was becoming an almost daily thing, and I needed to change that. And Lily is getting the scolding of her life when she wakes.

“Are the boys okay?” I asked as we walked into the ER.

“The boys are on our floor in the pack house. I have Luca making sure they didn’t leave. I didn’t know what you had started.” He answered.

Fuck. I didn’t even think about that.

“Miss Halliwell, fancy seeing you here, again,” Dr. Perry greeted me.

“We have to stop meeting like this,” I chuckled.

“Yes, you do,” Blake grumbled as we followed behind the doctor as he led us to a room. Blake helped me to sit on the exam table.

“Let’s take a look,” Mr. Perry came over to shine a light in my eyes.

“So, do you want to tell me how this happened?” He questioned. Blake‘ s chest rumbled and I knew he was going to be unhappy.

“I was pistol–whipped with a gun,” I shrugged, The roar Blake released caused goosebumps to cover my body. People would be terrified of him, but I was instantly turned on.

“It’s okay, Blake,” I reached for his hand, squeezing it.

“You have a minor concussion, and you should have gotten stitches,”

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the doctor announced.

“Still no wolf?” He asked and I shook my head.

“Okay. Remove your shirt and I’ll check your arm,” he said. I was going to lift it over my head until Blake stepped in to just pull my arm out of my long sleeve. I smirked up at him. I let him do it without a fight since I knew he was about to explode.

When he was satisfied with the amount of my body that was still covered, he moved to let the doctor check my arm. The doctor had a smirk on his face as he pulled back the bandage. Instead of watching the doctor, I turned my attention to Blake. He seemed lost in thought when I reached for his hand again.

When the doctor was all done rebandaging my arm and placing a bandage on my cheek, I was able to go home. Finally. It had been a long day and I was exhausted. As soon as my shirt was back in place,

Blake scooped me up into his arms. I let out a squeal.

“Alpha, no intense actives until her wolf wakes and heals her.” Dr. Perry scolded his alpha.

“Thank you, doc,” I told him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he called out, as Blake rushed out, carrying

1. me.

Blake didn’t stop to talk to anyone as he carried me up to the alpha floor. When he walked me inside our apartment, the boys were still up, sitting in the living room watching a movie.

“Mom, are you okay?” Channing rushed over to me as Blake placed me on my feet. Aspen also rushed over, to examine the bruise on my face.

“I’m okay, you two. I’m just tired. I’ll explain everything in the

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morning.” I promised them.

“Mom, did you go to see Dad?” Channing questioned.

“I went to see his mate, Lisa.” I sighed.

“Shouldn’t you hate her? She stole your mate?” Aspen asked, confused. Blake let out a growl.

“I don’t hate her and she didn’t steal my mate. Now, it’s time for bed,” I told them. I gave them both a hug and a kiss, while Blake was in the kitchen.

“I love you both so much,” I told them before I made my way into Blake’s room. I guess it was now my room as well.

I stripped off my clothes and went into the bathroom to have a quick shower. I know I couldn’t get into bed with another man’s scent on me. Blake was already at his breaking point and it was all my fault.

“What the hell was I thinking?” I mumbled to myself.

When I was done, I quickly dried off before walking back into the room naked. I know this was mean but I needed to take his mind off of what happened. He let out a groan as I walked around the bed to the other side. He was already lying on his side of the bed. I climbed in under the blanket and moved until I was snuggled into his side.

“That’s not nice,” he grumbled.

“I’m trying to take your mind off what happened today. I’m so sorry Blake. I was just about to leave when all hell broke loose.” I explained as I ran my fingertips over the contours of his abs. With his arm wrapped around me, he pulled me closer.

“Let’s just get some sleep. You can tell me everything in the morning.”

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