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The Alpha's Enemy Mate

Chapter 4 The Midnight Truce

Word Count: 1175    |    Released on: 17/01/2026

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n through the walls like the blood of a living god. Usually, the hum of the palace's energy grid was a lullaby, a reminder of the order and techn

ric shimmering under the moon. I should have been sleeping. I should have been resting for the political circus of the Engagement Gala

t my sternum, dragging my gaze toward the southern horizon wh

," I whispered to the empty ai

main elevators. I knew the palace's blind spots better than any guard, a result of nineteen years spent exploring every duct and service

ows. I moved toward the edge of the property, where the mani

ntain of the Weeping Godde

ate. The sharp, clean

or a stroll, isn't

gainst a massive oak tree, his black overcoat unbuttoned to reveal a charcoal suit that cost more than a Silv

adier than I felt. "My guards have orders to shoot an

ture of myth rather than a man. "Your guards are currently distracted by a 'glitch' in the north sector's thermal sens

ings," I countered. "We hav

but the heat radiating from him was a physical force. "The bond is screaming so loud I can hear it from three miles away, L

s currently wagging her tail inside my mind, pract

you want,

y toes curl. "My father wants a trophy. Your father wants a shield. But I want a Queen. I want to know if you're going to spend th

nes. The "Powerful Couple" act we were supposed to perf

reath now. "I don't 'belong' to anyone. If we do this, it's a partnership of equals. Yo

touch sent a jolt of electricity through me that made my knees weak. He

kening. "I can live with that. But fair wa

met, the bond flared into a blinding white heat. My breath hitched. Killian groaned, his ot

ne. There was only the heat, the scent, and the primal

ing like a drum. "Tomorrow," I panted. "Tomorrow we play the pa

looked like he wanted to argue, but he eve

for a second that this truce lasts forev

ould respond. I stood by the fountain for a long time, t

onight, I finally understood that the most dangerous thing in this war wasn't the

or's

at tension?! Killian hacking the sensors just to se

ouple," or will their packs' hatred tear them apart before the wedding? And what about that almost-kiss?! I was screaming! Drop a comment! Are

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The Alpha's Enemy Mate
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“A century of blood. Two rival heirs. One fated bond that could burn the world down. Lyra Silverstream is the crown princess of the Silver River Pack, a warrior strategist with hair as white as the moon and a heart of ice. Raised to believe the Blood Moon Pack are soulless savages, she has spent her life preparing for a war that never ends. Killian Blackwood is the brutal Alpha heir of the Blood Moon and a billionaire tech mogul in the human world. Known for his ruthless tactics and jet-black fur, he is the monster Lyra was born to kill. But when their fathers broker a desperate peace treaty, the price is a blood-bond Arranged Marriage between the two heirs. As they meet at the border, the impossible happens: the Fated Mate bond snaps into place. Now, Lyra is forced to move into the dark heart of the Blood Moon Citadel, surrounded by enemies who want her dead and a husband she is supposed to hate. Killian is caught between his possessive instinct for his mate and his duty to a pack that demands her blood. In a world of political betrayal and lethal secrets, can two enemies survive the heat of a bond they never asked for? Or will the "Blood Wedding" be the start of a new, even deadlier war?”