Mate You Are My Enemy

Chapter 4:Run

Diana’s pov

“Ezra is our mate, Ezra,” Lilith, my wolf, repeated, and I froze on the spot.

What did she just say?

Is Ezra our mate?

I looked at Ezra, who was standing there with his hands in his pockets.

He seemed like he couldn’t be bothered to be here.

How is it even possible?

I never really liked Ezra. He is arrogant and ruthless.

I looked at him, his shoes covered in my parents' blood.

Is this some kind of sick joke?

“Huh, from the shock on your face. I guess it is already midnight, happy birthday mate,” he said with his usual smirk.

I thought my eyes were deceiving me.

How is this even possible?

He is standing away from me, but his voice is loud and clear.

So loud that for a second there, I thought I heard him in my head.

It doesn’t matter; what matters is that I have been bonded to this maniac.

And all this time, he knew, of course, he knew.

His 18th birthday was about 2 months ago.

All this time, he has known that we are mates, and he didn’t say anything.

Not only that, but he went ahead and helped his father kill my parents.

I am not a fan of the mate bond one bit.

I wouldn’t let it chain me down, even for a second.

But I heard that when you find your mate, you would do anything in this world to protect them.

And well, that explains why his obsession with me got even worse after his birthday.

I had always told myself that I didn’t want a mate.

And now that I know who my mate is.

I am certain that I don’t want this mate bond at all.

“I, Diana Elman of the Blood Moon pack, reject you, Alpha Prince Ezra Remus, as my mate,” I said, and he started laughing.

“Oh come on, don’t be emotional, Diana. Anyways, I reject your rejection,” he said and then looked at his shoulder, which is now covered with blood.

That's when I realized that it wasn’t a mistake the last time.

His lips didn’t move even this time, and now his voice in my head was as clear as day.

“Gosh, you are sexy when you are angry,” he said.

How the f**k is he in my head?

Yes, mates can mind link, but only after they have mated.

And I have no intentions of mating with him even for a second.

Those red eyes, now I understand why people call him cursed.

Under the moonlight, his silver hair was shining brightly, and I laughed coldly.

Huh, I guess they were right when they said that everything has a balance in life.

I have spent the past 18 years of my life in a loving home with loving parents.

I have never needed anything, and now I guess all that good karma has come to an end.

He walked towards me, every movement deliberate and also soft.

Like a predator circling its prey and getting ready to pounce.

“You are not strong enough. You can’t kill my father or me. But if you had control over that power, maybe you might be one day,” he said, and this time his lips moved.

I watched as he took a dagger from the pocket of his jacket and then looked at me with a smirk.

The tears in my eyes couldn’t stop falling at the situation I am faced with.

My parents are dead, and I am about to die at the hands of my mate.

I can’t seem to move.

I want to attack him and kill him, but I can’t move.

As if my body has now caught up with my mind and my heart.

That is, now it has finally registered what is going on here.

That everyone is gone, and I am now all alone.

What is there left for me to live for?

Ezra, even though we have never seen eye to eye.

I always thought he would be the last person on this earth to harm me.

But I guess I was wrong, I get to die at the hands of my mate and enemy.

That isn’t just any dagger; it’s silver, and if he stabs me right through the heart, I won’t heal.

I am the daughter of an Alpha; my abilities surpass most werewolves.

But even my wounds take forever to heal if inflicted by silver.

So I closed my eyes.

I will be united with my parents, when I think of it that way, death doesn’t sound so bad at all.

I waited for that excruciating pain to hit, but nothing.

I opened my eyes, and Ezra was staring at me with a smile on his face.

He took my hand and put it on his that was on the dagger.

And I watched as he stabbed himself in the stomach before looking at me with a pained expression.

He then pulled the dagger out and let it go, but my hand was still on that dagger.

Blood dripping from it, his blood.

He looked at me, and once again, he didn’t move, but his voice was loud and clear in my head.

“Run, Dee, run as fast as you can towards the north,” he commanded, and I looked at him, surprised and confused.

“Don’t just stand there, run,” he repeated, and my feet just started moving on their own.

Before I knew it, I was running for my life, running as fast as my feet could take me.

As I was running, everything that had happened finally registered, and I felt myself being filled with anger and hatred.

Ezra was right, I am not strong enough yet.

At this rate, I can’t even keep up with him, so how would I kill his father?

Why did Ezra say north?

What is waiting for me there?

I just followed his order without thinking it through.

What if, what if what is waiting for me there is just another trap?

What if this was all but a game to him?

I got there and found people waiting for me just as I thought.

“We have been waiting for you, Diana,” the woman said, and my knees gave out.

What the hell is his plan?