All Chapters of MATED TO THE ENEMY ALPHA: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ElaraSMACK!!!Zuri’s hand had collided with my face and I didn’t even see her coming. The slap she gave me rang out as heat bloomed across my cheek. My cheek throbbed as my head snapped to the side, and for a split second, my vision blurred. Then the anger came.I slowly turned, locking my eyes onto hers as her. She had her chin lifted in that stupid infuriating way she always carried herself. Trying to intimidate me.Something snapped inside of me and before I thought it through—my fist moved into her face. I punched her so hard the impact cracked through my knuckles, pain shot up my arm instantly, extremely sharp and brutal—but I didn’t even flinch.I was beyond angry at this point.“I told you once,” I said, my voice low, shaking with fury, “Don’t you ever hit me again.”I heard the gasps from the court guards as they averted their eyes immediately from us.She staggered back slightly, more from surprise than the force of the hit. Her hand immediately flew to her face, and her ey

DravenI was furious. When Torin showed up yesternight—I thought something had happened, I felt uneasy but he went ahead to tell me that she’d sent them back.I half expected it because she could be stubborn. When he said some were stationed at the border, it was the only thing that made me not want to rip his head off.It was noon as the gates of Thornshade came into view.Honestly, I hated being here. I hated the pack so much but somehow I knew I wasn’t leaving until Elara came with me.She should have been back. I gave her a day. At least by dusk, nightfall or even this morning.My jaw clenched as the gates opened and the scent of Thornshade hit me. I felt wrong being here but she was here, she wasn’t with me and thinking about that made me more mad.I stepped into the Alpha’s court like I owned it. Mateo’s senses sharpened as our eyes met. “I want to see my wife.” The words came out before I could stop it. It sounded a bit foreign because I’d never used the word before but they s

ElaraEverything exploded as I got to my feet and Draven moved faster than I could track. One second they were inside, the next—They crashed through the door and into the yard.I tried to hurry outside.“Elara—stay back!” my mother held me.“Someone will seriously get hurt,” I said, my eyes filled with fear and we both know who.“You’re just recovering,” my mother countered but I was already moving with my heart slamming violently against my chest. I hurriedly stumbled after them, ignoring the pain as my body protested against every step I took.Outside, it was chaos—Anton lunged again, fueled by rage and desperation as his chest rose and fell slowly. And, Draven met him head-on.No restraint. No hesitation. Just hands flying that I couldn’t process one thing. THUD! THUD! The sound of impact echoed sickeningly as Draven’s fist connected with my brother’s ribs.Over and over and over. “Stop—please.” Hot tears trail down my face. I tried to go closer.“Elara—don’t!” My mother’s voic

ElaraWhen I woke up, it was quieter and softer. I could hear birds chirping. For a moment, I didn’t remember anything then it all came rushing back—Draven, the fight and my outburst to Elysia.I sat up slowly, my head still feeling a little heavy.“Welcome back, sunshine.” Elysia said, making my head snap up.She stood by the door, watching me with an unreadable expression. “You’re finally awake.”I swallowed. “Yeah… I think my body needed the rest.” I said, looking everywhere but her.She’d been angry at me the last time. She probably still was. The silence that lingered was loud as we stared at each other—more her than me anyway.“I’m still deciding on whether to forgive you,” she finally said, breaking the silence. Her brows raised slightly. I said nothing. “You lost your wolf. Lost your magic. You went home, nearly died—and you didn’t tell me. Am I really your friend?”How does she know that? Kael….Shit!Guilt hit me instantly, “Elysia, I—”“And then,” she continued, crossing her

DravenThe Conclave had improved during the years. Whenever we arrived, Alpha Domario was sure to have made noticeable improvements. The Conclave wasn’t exactly a known event and we attendees kept it a secret from the council. It was an in-house guise for most of the Alphas. Those who Domario found worthy of his invitation.I enjoyed them because of the activities and plus he’d never let me have a moment’s rest if I missed any Conclave.Where Ironfang thrived in cold elegance and elements, Moonlight pack thrived in controlled elegance. Their silver banners hung from their tall obsidian pillars as lanterns glowed like captured moons.And somehow I always found it irritating. The Conclave wasn’t just a gathering. It was a performance filled with activities that seemed like we all came together to eat and merry but every Alpha here understood it— It was a political strategy to meet each other and devise means to achieve whatever we wanted. And I hated it because Domario didn’t care wh