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Hating my mate

What do you do when your mate turns out to be the Alpha of the pack you and your people have lived to hate? Blue Blood pack and Blacktooth Guardians pack have never been on good terms ever! Arya, the daughter of the Alpha of Blue Blood pack has never desired anything in her life. She always gets everything she wants, in her way, until the day she strays into Logan's territory. He is a ruthless and arrogant ruler that has made Blacktooth Guardians the strongest pack in the entire land. He doesn't compromise with anyone who dares to meddle with his pack, especially intruders. But something, he can't understand changes his way of seeing things when Arya is brought into his eyes. Arya is beautiful, flawless and she is his mate, and he has all the intentions of making her his. He is determined on keeping her against his own consciousness, his pack and his fellow leaders, against the entire Blue Blood pack, and even against her own will! It's a mixture of strong emotions; love and hate that sets off an explosion of events that leaves them reeling. With shock. With truth. With desire.

annaatuha · 奇幻言情
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55 Chs

Chapter Thirty One

Logan

This time when I attack, we fall into the fireplace, spreading the logs onto the ground. The fire stings but I can't feel it because anger overshadows all of my senses. He kicks me off him and we both get back onto our feet. I am so tired of talking to him because I have reached the point of nearly running mad.

Shifting, I howl, a signal for the others who are outside. I reach for him, this time ready for a life-or-death battle. If I don't get back my mate, at least I will have got rid of this mother-fucker who is just going to make all of our lives miserable.

I keep aiming for the neck because if that head gets off the neck, it will be the end.

My warriors swam into the cave. Donovan's fighters are highly alert. They have blades. I had not seen them when I came in.

Jex comes toward us, his claws sinking into Donovan's legs. He gets up with a smug directed at the two of us, the wounds disappearing immediately. This whore-son won't die!