Mated to the Enemy.
tting bothered with her demand? I clenched my hands into fists. I didn't like it. It shouldn't affect me. I should contemplate killing him, instead of his being of mate wi
lucking the vegetables for dinner. The basket was full of potatoes, tomatoes, peas, beets, cabbage, broccoli, mushroom, spinach, sweet potatoes, ca
mamma," I sa
nt with a smile. Her smile faded immediately, "What
fected." My lips flattened, as I glanced at the apple
father's decision has nothing to do with him." She s
rstand everything. I never heard from anyone that he condemned his
off guard. I glanced at her. It
gging yourself on unwanted thin
s not with me because of his father's greed." I said sharply
her's greed," She looked up at me
ry, momma." I
have killed his sister if he wanted to. But he came t
Don't tell me. You already
She picked up her
. This man was still a kid. He advanced his feet and grabbe
aid gleefully and turned to look at me, "You must be
hat she was a mere healer. I felt she could read
" Kim, sit. It's delicious." He pulled the chair next to him. His mother, Carina, and my mother were best friends. H
k and rubbed the back of his hand on my head. I wanted to yell, but my moth
t everything. Give me
nough food for u
full of various kinds of fruits and di
et full of fruits, vegetables, some herbs
are you going, momma?" Before I could get an
y mother's cheek and glanced at me with no expr
bri returned the frown, gesturi
basket, "Let me know if you n
be enough for our g
he guests? I needed confirmation. I elbowed Fabr
Alpha asked him to prepare dinner for our guests, " He
oy?" I asked. But something unexpected happened, and my ang
asked, walking toward the table.
But we have time. We recognized our mates between the age of twenty-one to twenty-five mostly, some take ages too. My mother
pped chewing, "Ain't you getti
our guests wait," momma said,
hurried on his he
omma," I told her. The delicious
ut it. He's a nice kid." Momma
us Alpha," I mutte
e lunatic like his father consider attacking his pack, " A wave of sadness washed over h
ting her," Fabri
now it's not his fault but we have looked at him like an enemy and now suddenly
laudia chuckled and bit on her strawberry pastry, "Wao! You're s
salad. It smelled delicious, "You're right. She's an amazing cook." I couldn't hold
the backyard of the house, away from the garden. Fabri made an actual scarecrow with ha