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Mated To An Enemy

“Duty before heart,” Ashleigh replied firmly. “What is that supposed to mean?” “It means I will do my job. But Caleb is just my duty, you are my heart.” *** Two men, two distinct feelings of attraction and trust. Ashleigh struggles to understand the feelings in her heart. Torn between the man she has loved for the past two years and the cold Alpha of an enemy pack, can Ashleigh figure out which of these men she truly wants to be mated to? Does she really have a choice? She is the daughter of Alpha Wyatt of Winter, the largest of the four Werewolf Packs. For two years she has eagerly awaited her eighteenth birthday so she can finally be married and mated to her love, Granger. But just before that magical day she runs into a significant problem: she finds herself bonded to another wolf. Her fated bond happens to be Alpha Caleb of Summer, the man whose father was supposedly murdered by one of her own. As if that wasn’t enough, every pack is suddenly reporting attacks from rogue wolves. Now Ashleigh is faced not only with a war in her heart, but one in real life. Will they be able to work together, putting aside all their heart ache and pain to keep their packs safe from the enemy that threatens them all? Or will this love eventually become their downfall? **Note from the author** 1. This is a slow burn for FL and ML 2. Trigger warnings all around. Abuse, trauma, gaslighting and manipulation. These themes are present all throughout the book in different ways. 3. This book is not just about the FL and ML, the cast of characters and side characters are full of rich backstories and their own chapters that play into the central plot of the story. 4. FL is young, she is flawed and she WILL piss you off. We all need time and experience to grow up. Join my discord server:

zwoz · Fantasy
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781 Chs

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“What happened?” Galen asked.

“Her heart gave out,” Bell said with a sniffle. “She came out of the coma, her adrenaline spiked harder than ever before, and no one could catch it in time.”

Galen closed his eyes. He wished he could hold her in his arms and offer her his support.

“Her heart was already weak; she was on borrowed time before bringing her in.”

“Bell–” Galen began.

“Don’t say you’re sorry,” Bell quickly interrupted. “I hate that.”

“I know,” Galen smiled sadly. “I was going to say, if you need anything from me or our facilities, all you need to do is ask.”

Bell was surprised.

“From your facilities?” she asked. “What do you mean?”

“With the autopsy, I thought we might be able to help.”

“Why would I do an autopsy on my friend, Galen?” Bell asked with a wave of anger in her voice that made him nervous.

“I just thought–”

“That I would want to cut open my dead friend when I already know what she died from?!” Bell spat.