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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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Replace The Cold and Bitter Memories

[Present]

Ashleigh took a deep breath as she opened her eyes and the vigil from five years ago fell away. Caleb sat in the chair beside her. He was hunched over with his elbows against his knees, holding him up as his head hung down.

She could feel some of what he was feeling through the connection they shared. His sadness, guilt, and frustration.

She didn’t know what he must be thinking. For five years, she had searched for him, missed him. She had blamed him and held tightly to the anger she felt to keep from feeling the heartbreak of losing him.

But for him, it had been only days. Now, she had shown him his own funeral. He had witnessed the people he loved mourning him through her eyes.

Ashleigh felt a knot in her stomach. She had wanted to make him witness because she had to. To make him feel all that loss because she had to.

She sighed to herself.

After all these years, was she still so childish?

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.