All Chapters of My Fated Enemy: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

DEARON“What do you mean by ‘five wagons’?!” I growled after one of our scouts delivered the news.The scout stumbled back and lowered his head. “We saw five of them. They are identical and equally guarded. Three of them were heading east, and the other two south-west.”Cursing, I marched into the tent where Theron had already marked the possible routes on the map. He gave me a meaningful look, his lips forming a thin line. “We cannot follow all five of them. It's already risky when we split our forces into three.”Standing beside him, Nazo leaned over the map. “Assuming they are taking Kaira to Eudoris, we should consider only the wagons heading east.”“But wouldn't it be too simple?” Raden stepped toward him and gave him a wry smile.“I bet they want us to wonder,” Rafe grunted, his eyes tracing the marked paths. “But maybe it is simple. Maybe we should only consider groups heading in the right direction.”“What if they change the routes midway through?” Theron looked around the ten

DEARONI moved a few steps back, then leaped forward, charging at the invisible barrier in front of me. The collision cost me. A bone cracked, and a wave of pain followed. I ignored it, pushed through it, and then tried again. It didn't budge. It remained impenetrable, and even if I couldn't see the witch, I could feel her mocking my attempts to break through.‘Dearon.’ Kaira's trembling voice slid through the link. Then I saw her…Two guards dragged her away from the barrier. She struggled, writhed, tried to kick them. But she was too weak. It must have been from the cut on her stomach. They hurt her, and seeing that only fueled the fury inside me.‘Hold on!’ I shouted, praying that this fucking barrier wouldn't block my voice, too. ‘I'm here! Just hold on a little longer!’I ran back and stormed at the wall again. Crashing against it hurt like three hells combined, but this time, it was like I could feel its structure. It was not as solid as I thought it was…A snarl sounded behind m

DEARONI could see the frown slowly marring Kaira's face. “How can you ask me to stay here when you'll be out there fighting?”I grabbed her arms. “Please, be reasonable. You cannot fight, not yet.”She worked her jaw, but she must have known I was telling the truth. “Then let me join the archers. I can at least shoot a few arrows to—”“I'm begging you.” My grip tightened. “Stay here. Just this once, stay out of the fight.”She held my stare, but then released a breath. “Fine,” she muttered. “I'll stay far from the battlefield.”“Good girl.” I gave her a brief kiss before turning around.“Dearon…” Her voice stopped me as I opened the tent's flap. I looked over my shoulder and saw worry gleaming in her eyes. “Come back to me unharmed.”A smirk tugged at my lips. “I promise.”Leaving that tent and her was a struggle, but those fuckers gave me no other option. According to Raden, only fifty trained warriors were in that camp. With the additional squad temporarily staying here after the r

I wished we could have spent that night alone, even if we'd had to sleep without the tent in the middle of the forest. But there was a chance that Alpha Gaios's men might have still been somewhere around, and the last thing we wanted was for another squad to arrive here and attack us.Still, we hadn't gone back right away. Dearon and I had moved to the sandy part of the shore, where he had made me scream his name as another orgasm had shattered me… and then three more times. I could barely rise to my feet after our final time, and I seriously questioned my ability to return to the camp.“I can always carry you,” Dearon offered, giving me a feral smile.I rolled my eyes, then grunted, “I'll be fine… But hold my hand… just in case.”His smile widened. “Always.”Dearon pulled me to his side and kept his arm on my waist in a gentle, reassuring grip. The warmth of his body soothed every inch of restlessness that had still burned within me. He was my peace. Being near him felt… right, as if

KAIRA“This isn't what I expected,” I murmured as Dearon and I entered the meeting room. The air inside it was soaked in mutual hostility and tension. A round table with nine seats was set in the middle: one seat for the delegate from every pack and the ninth seat for Raden.Dearon, Rafe, Nazo, and I sat in the outer circle reserved for the commanders, a few high-ranked members of the resistance, and those who accompanied the delegates from all parts of Farindoria. Thankfully, Raden and Liora had told us about every delegate, adding bits and pieces of their pack's history. Now, I could easily guess their names as I looked at them.The man with long, dark gray war braids sitting next to Raden must have been Calix, who represented the Blue Forest Pack. He seemed to be the only one eager to have a peaceful conversation. The rest of the delegates stared at him, Raden, and the rest with something close to disdain. I was certain that, should anyone call for a vote at that moment, its outcom