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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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Galen set down the plate holding a mixture of boar, venison, fish, and a healthy portion of roasted vegetables. Besides it, he set down another plate. This one had a small piece of fish, which had been heavily debated, and a bowl containing a heaping pile of strawberries. And a specially requested and overly large pickle on a stick.

He grinned as he looked down at the thick cut, juicy slices of boar, carefully marinated for almost four days in a savory sauce that had kicked his salivary glands into overdrive. He stabbed the first slice with his fork, lifting it to his mouth.

“That looks good…” Bell whispered with heat in her voice.

The feel of her breath against the sensitive nerves of his ear sent a shudder of excitement rippling across his body.

He only wished the desire in her was directed at him, instead of the food on his fork.

Galen sighed and turned his fork, offering it to her. With an excited squeal Bell sat down beside him and took his fork, and his plate.