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Mated To An Enemy

“Duty before heart,” Ashleigh replied firmly. “What is that supposed to mean?” “It means I will do my job. But Caleb is just my duty, you are my heart.” *** Two men, two distinct feelings of attraction and trust. Ashleigh struggles to understand the feelings in her heart. Torn between the man she has loved for the past two years and the cold Alpha of an enemy pack, can Ashleigh figure out which of these men she truly wants to be mated to? Does she really have a choice? She is the daughter of Alpha Wyatt of Winter, the largest of the four Werewolf Packs. For two years she has eagerly awaited her eighteenth birthday so she can finally be married and mated to her love, Granger. But just before that magical day she runs into a significant problem: she finds herself bonded to another wolf. Her fated bond happens to be Alpha Caleb of Summer, the man whose father was supposedly murdered by one of her own. As if that wasn’t enough, every pack is suddenly reporting attacks from rogue wolves. Now Ashleigh is faced not only with a war in her heart, but one in real life. Will they be able to work together, putting aside all their heart ache and pain to keep their packs safe from the enemy that threatens them all? Or will this love eventually become their downfall? **Note from the author** 1. This is a slow burn for FL and ML 2. Trigger warnings all around. Abuse, trauma, gaslighting and manipulation. These themes are present all throughout the book in different ways. 3. This book is not just about the FL and ML, the cast of characters and side characters are full of rich backstories and their own chapters that play into the central plot of the story. 4. FL is young, she is flawed and she WILL piss you off. We all need time and experience to grow up. Join my discord server:

zwoz · Fantasy
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You Promised You Wouldn't Leave

At Axel’s request, a scan was done on Alice’s brain.

The news was not good.

They found that both the frontal and temporal lobes showed signs of lesions. It was likely a side effect of long-term damage to her brain from the Bitter Night.

Her body had stopped healing almost altogether now. The surgery was finally finished, but the end result was impossible to guess. The surgeon was brutally honest with Axel and told him there was a very strong chance that she might never wake up again.

For three days, Axel waited by her bedside. He sat beside her in a chair all night. He held her hand and talked to her.

Axel dipped the rag into the warm water and rang it out as much as possible. Then, gently stroking her cheeks, he washed Alice’s face. Next, he moved down to her neck and shoulders, wiping away the sweat and humming to her as he did so.

He paused, catching the scent of the soap in the water. It was a fruit smell, berries, he guessed.