Dear Enemy, You’re My Mate

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newly fallen snow. I peer up at the sky, only to lower my gaze an

approaches me with confidence, and my eyes widen when a second wolf joins their side.

oman, who smiles at me. Her hair reaches down to her shoulders,

she is much older than me, possibly around twenty-f

stand there shaking while the snow circles from the sky. My lips quiver, and I notice the o

londe girl is his mate, but those honeycombs eyes are glued to me,

n invades my bubble. Her eyes are enormous, and she

iam—I can smell him on her, but their appearances are scarily similar. They are bot

he b

-kissed, I've never considered myself beautiful. I can make myself look like a

e people don't like women who are all curves. Dior, for

me, aware of it melting. My heart is trying to claw its way out through

luna of the Summerburst pack. Tell me, stranger, why

the same upper secondary school—seriously, are all werewolves like this? When did we stop being human and on

l with June already, but his eyes, so warm and curious, are awakening memories of when I used to sit behind him in

lging out of their sockets, I silently return the favor by lifting my eyebrows and g

face, with wrinkles forming on her forehead. Indeed, s

he asks. "The tone you used made it

as well

er mate cracks up. My eyes lift to Wil

illiam called him a pimple-faced brat, and sadly, Dior beat his ass. And then there are his pointy canine tee

e tone of their voice," William hovers above me, this tall, hulking thing wit

eyes widen, and he stares down at my hand in silent awe before lifting his eyes to mine as

ogue or little wolf, and you won't use a

yes, a weird mix of emotions I can't decipher—for one second, I think it's deep desire

"Can we recruit her? Her name is Pat

liams know I

circles me. She is wearing an approving smile, stifli

s for breakfast, we let you sleep in

ch? I need a place to stay, but I'm

a catch, as you hinted at earlier—we are humans, too. And if w

ing to trust her. "Tha

giving me an appreciating glance up and down. A hint of an emb

the

ngly, causing him to smile. Dimples form on his face, and then he chuckles. A tig

ple are quick a

'm not left behind. Both wolves turn to face me, patiently wait

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