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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:

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Down the Rabbit Hole

It had been two days since Tomas had made his request to Alice. She had agreed but needed time to prepare the tea and the triggers.

Alice had done her best to avoid Roman at every turn, but of course, he had found her.

“Alice… dear, sweet, Alice,” he whispered, holding her body pressed to the wall. Her hands pinned above her, and his hip turned into her, blocking any movement of her legs.

He had caught her by surprise. She was too focused on the mounting headache, she hadn’t smelled him or felt that sense of danger that naturally came off of him.

As she had turned the corner, he grabbed her and slammed her hard to the wall. The headache that had been building erupted in pain and white blurs in her vision.

“You don’t call, you don’t write, it almost feels like you’re avoiding me…” he whispered with a grin. “Seems a bit rude, don’t you think?”

He lifted her chin toward him, Alice clenched her jaw as she looked back into his burning eyes.