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Hating my mate

What do you do when your mate turns out to be the Alpha of the pack you and your people have lived to hate? Blue Blood pack and Blacktooth Guardians pack have never been on good terms ever! Arya, the daughter of the Alpha of Blue Blood pack has never desired anything in her life. She always gets everything she wants, in her way, until the day she strays into Logan's territory. He is a ruthless and arrogant ruler that has made Blacktooth Guardians the strongest pack in the entire land. He doesn't compromise with anyone who dares to meddle with his pack, especially intruders. But something, he can't understand changes his way of seeing things when Arya is brought into his eyes. Arya is beautiful, flawless and she is his mate, and he has all the intentions of making her his. He is determined on keeping her against his own consciousness, his pack and his fellow leaders, against the entire Blue Blood pack, and even against her own will! It's a mixture of strong emotions; love and hate that sets off an explosion of events that leaves them reeling. With shock. With truth. With desire.

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Chapter Twenty nine

Logan

Cole and I move along the road toward Blue Moon pack while Jordan and the rest continue through the woods. We survey the road, using our heightened sense of smell. There are a few vehicles on the

road, no sign of Arya and the others.

My hopes keep getting thinner and thinner the nearer I get to the pack's headquarters.

We land on two headless bodies. They are for werewolves. There is a pool of blood around them and then trails of blood leading into the woods on the other side of the road. I follow the try, sniffing about for any familiar scent. Crossing over to the other side, we find the heads and three other beheaded wolves. That is when it hits me that this is happening. That Arya and her entire family are in great danger if they are still alive. God! I pray that they are still alive. She is still alive, or I would have felt it. That's what connected us in the mate bond when we marked each other. At very critical times, we can feel each other's emotions.

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