Fated to my Enemy

Chapter 84

Chapter Eighty–Four

Ryley

I awoke to an empty bed, and I wondered where Blake went. He told me he had the day off to spend with me. But maybe he got bored of laying in bed. I’m sure he would have woken me if anything would have happened. I still haven’t seen the boys, they were sleeping when I came home and I didn’t want to wake them. Yesterday, was a very emotional day and I knew they needed their rest.

Stretching, I sat up, looking around the room. This would be the perfect time to be able to mind link, I thought with a sigh.

I noticed my phone on the nightstand as I sat on the edge of the bed. I had missed calls from Isaac but I was more interested in the message

from Blake.

Blake: Went to spar with the boys. Didn’t want to wake you. We’ll be home soon. Love, Blake.

I smiled as I read his message. He was so sweet and thoughtful, it warmed my heart knowing I picked such a wonderful man.

I reached out to Lily, as I walked into the bathroom to shower. She was still sleeping away. She better wake up soon, I had so many nagging questions to ask her. And she also could have warned me about the heat. I still would have saved Aspen, I just would have been more careful where I would have cut my arm.

I turned on the shower before pulling off Blake’s shirt I was wearing. I loved wearing his clothes and smelling like him. His scent calmed me in a way I never expected. When I was naked, I peeled back the bandage, exposing my stitched–up skin. It was red but it looked to be

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healing.

I hissed as I entered the shower and the hot water ran over the wound. This would be healed, if Lily would just wake up. But instead, I’m dealing with healing, human style, and it sucks.

My limbs felt heavy as I finished my shower. I was ready to lay back down but I knew I needed to eat something. I needed food and rest. Before leaving the bathroom, I placed a new bandage on my arm before getting dressed. I pulled on a pair of sweatpants before grabbing one of Blake’s sweatshirts. I took in a deep breath of his scent as I made my way to the kitchen.

I was just in the middle of eating a peanut butter and honey sandwich when there was a knock on the door. Who would be knocking? I cautioningly walked towards the door. I didn’t have Lily right now, and I was still weak.

“Yes,” I called out.

“I’m sorry to disturb you, Luna, but you have a visitor,” a man said through the door. I opened the door to find a warrior.

“It’s just Ryley and a visitor? I wasn’t expecting anyone,” I told him.

“Would you like me to ask her to leave?” He asked.

“No, I’ll be down in a moment. Where am I to meet her?” I questioned as I put on a pair of shoes that were at the door.

“She is waiting outside, she refused to come inside,” He informed me as I stepped out of our apartment, closing the door behind me.

“Thank you,” I said as I made my way to the front. I was panting as I made it down all the stairs and to the front door. The warrior opening the front door startled me. I didn’t know he had followed me.

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I walked outside and a beautiful woman was leaning against a black SUV. She had golden brown hair, pulled back into a messy bun. Her eyes looked, red and puffy, like she had been crying. But I didn’t recognize her.

“Can I help you?” I asked as I approached her.

“So, you’re Evelyn,” she scoffed.

“Luna,” the warrior growled and I raised my hand.

“You may call me Ryley. I haven’t gone by Evelyn in a long time.” I told her.

“I thought after I saw you, I would feel better.” She sighed.

“Feel better about what?”

“I wanted you to be ugly, to be a self–centered bitch, something to prove to my mate that I’m better than you. But look at you, even in sweats, you are perfect.” She exclaimed.

“You’re Lisa,” I gasped, putting the pieces together.

“I’m Lisa, and you’re my mate’s fated.” She confirmed. I wanted to hate her. I spent years hating this woman whom I thought my mate chose over me. But looking at her, all I saw was a broken woman.

“I don’t know what Dorian told you, but I’m not here to claim him. I was trying to stay dead until he came here to speak with Blake.” I explained. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“And you think that matters? He’s an alpha and you are his fated.” She scoffed, before letting out a breath.

“I understand, but I don’t want him. He killed my family and chased me

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over a cliff. He stole everything from me.” I exasperated.

“Is that what he told you?” She asked me and I nodded.

“Then he was lying.” She said before she looked behind me and gasped. I turned to see Blake walking with the boys.

“He looks just like Dorian,” Lisa muttered.

“Mom, what’s going on?” Channing called out.

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“I never should have come here,” Lisa blurted, I turned back to her.

“Lisa, wait, let me explain.” I rushed after her as she moved to the driver’s side.

“I gave up everything for him and he still only wants you.” She whispered before slamming the door closed. She took off, leaving me more confused than ever.

“Baby, what was that about?” Blake asked, now beside me. He wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me against his side.

“That was Dorian’s Luna.”