Chapter 57 - "Your Thoughts Are The Dirtiest. Ever."-01

"Well," Seneca pauses, looking intensely at a point somewhere behind me.

"I guess you could say that..." She trails off, "That Daemon is my only enemy." She finishes, focusing her gaze on me.

"'Only' enemy? I thought being such an Alpha would've earned you many of them?" I ask, confused.

"Yeah...I do have a lot of them, but I just don't consider them worthy to be my enemy." She shrugs, "To actually be someone's enemy, you have to have some sort of...capacity, you know? Just because someone says that their my enemy, doesn't make them one." She looks at me pointedly, and I slowly nod in understanding.

Gulp. I never knew that my Mate is actually that lethal.

"This is why I didn't want to tell you." She snaps and stands up quickly, turning around.

I grab her wrist quickly to stop her. "'This'? What do you mean by that?" I repeat, looking up to meet her burning gaze with a raised brow.