All Chapters of I WAS FATED TO MY ENEMY: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The SUV bounced hard over another root. I was still pinned under Eli, both of us naked and bleeding from the fight. His weight felt too solid, too real. The bond made my skin burn where we touched. I didn't really like it. “Get off me already,” I snapped, shoving at his chest.Eli didn’t budge. He kept one arm braced on the seat, gun in the other hand, eyes on the mirrors. “Hunters are still coming. Stay put or we both die.”The driver, a younger guy with a tight grip on the wheel, glanced back. “Boss, two more vehicles are closing fast. They’ve got rifles.”“Floor it, Marcus,” Eli ordered.I twisted beneath him, trying to create space. Our legs tangled. Heat shot through me again. “This bond shit is messing with my head. I should want to rip your throat out.”Eli looked down. His face was close enough I saw the gold flecks in his eyes. “Same. Yet here we are.” He shifted his weight slightly, but not enough to free me. “What’s your name, rogue?”“Jax,” I bit out. “And I’m not your pr

Morning light crept through the high window and hit my face. I woke up slowly, body sore in ways that felt good and bad at the same time. Eli’s arm still lay heavy across my waist. His breathing stayed deep and even. For a minute I just watched him. The Alpha looked almost peaceful asleep. Almost human.I slipped out from under his arm carefully. He stirred but didn’t wake. Good. I needed space to think. The bond made everything complicated. Last night proved that.My eyes landed on the artifact sitting on the desk. It looked ordinary in daylight. Just an old stone with carvings. But it called to me. I crossed the room quietly and picked it up. Warm again. Like it remembered me.“What are you really for?” I whispered.I turned it over in my hands. My thumb brushed a small notch on the side. The thing hummed. A soft click sounded. Blue light suddenly poured out of it, filling the room with floating images. Memories. I froze.Pictures played across the air. Shadowfang wolves attacking m

Rylan kept a steady pace through the woods. I followed close, the artifact heavy in my bag. Every step felt strange. I had a brother again. A family. But the bond in my chest kept pulling me back toward Eli like an invisible rope. “We’re almost there,” Rylan said quietly. “It’s not much, but it’s safe. For now.” The trees thinned out. I smelled smoke and cooked meat. Then I saw it. A small hidden camp tucked in a narrow valley. Tents and simple cabins mixed together. Some people moved around fires. A few were werewolves like us. Others looked completely human. They all carried the same tired but determined look. Rylan led me toward the largest cabin. My heart started pounding. The door opened and a young woman stepped out. Dark hair. Sharp green eyes like mine. She froze when she saw me. “Lila?” My voice cracked. “Jax?” She whispered my name like she couldn’t believe it. I rushed forward. She did the same. We crashed into each other in a tight hug. I lifted her off the ground wi

The alpha finished the last two wolves with quick, powerful bites. Blood dripped from his jaws. Then he turned toward me with full force. His eyes burned with anger. He charged fast across the battlefield, a massive brown blur of muscle and fury, heading straight for the wolf who defied him. Jax was about to learn the price of disobedience. I stood there, chest heaving, my own wolf form still buzzing from the fight. My paws dug into the dirt, sticky with blood that wasn’t all mine. The forest around us had gone quiet except for the groans of the fallen. Trees loomed like silent witnesses, their branches heavy with the scent of pine and death. I’d jumped in when I shouldn’t have. The alpha had given clear orders to stay back, to let the pack handle the Shadowfang scouts. But I couldn’t. Not when I saw them closing in like that. As the alpha charged toward me, I noticed him right away. Fear gripped me hard, twisting in my gut like a knife. My heart slammed against my ribs. He was hug

The next morning came quicker than I expected. Sunlight slipped through the curtains in my new room. Downstairs, cabinets opened and closed. Coffee started brewing. I pulled on jeans and a plain black shirt, ran a hand through my hair, and headed down. Ryan and Lila were already at the kitchen table. Cereal bowls sat out, and a speaker played low in the background. “Ready for this?” Ryan asked, sliding a bowl my way. “As ready as I’ll get,” I said, sitting down. My stomach felt tight. School. After all this time, it sounded strange. Lila smiled across the table. “You’ll be fine. Just act normal.” We finished breakfast quick, then piled into Ryan’s car. The drive to Beacon Hills High took about fifteen minutes. Streets passed by with teenagers and youths pulling up in cars and bikes. The school building came into view, big brick walls and a wide parking lot already filling up. Cars honked lightly as everyone found spots. I watched groups of teenagers laughing and shoving each other