Fated to my Enemy (Ryley and Blake) novel Chapter 136

Chapter One Hundred Thirty–Six 

Luna Ryley 

I watched in horror as bombs went off around the yard. I couldn’t see who had been hit but I know a couple of the Orion trucks were now on fire. They were blown into the air from the force of being parked on top of a planted bomb. It was chaos. But as fast as they started they ended. I let out a sigh of relief when the dust was able to settle. 

The relief was short–lived when my pack came out from where they were covered. Dorian’s wolves had already shifted and were ready for Blake’s attack. My heart was in my throat as I watched my mate and sons shift. 

“Fuck!” I screamed, slamming my palms down on the desk. 

“I need to get the fuck out of here,” I growled. 

“You can’t, Evelyn. Once it’s safe, the latch will release not before. Your father was very careful in his calculations.” 

“It’s my mate and sons out there,” I yelled at her. 

“My job is only to keep you safe.” She said in her generic 

computer voice. Tears streamed down my face, landing on my hands on the table. 

How the hell can any of this be happening? I didn’t have time to think as the computer announced more yard bombs would detonate. My head snapped up to watch the screens. 

It was a blood bath as my new pack took over my old pack. 

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Dorian may have had home advantage but Blake and his men were trained as ruthless killers. It didn’t matter that they were outnumbered. They were taking the enemy wolves down with 

ease. 

I held my breath when the first of many bombs went off again. The front lawn was covered in tiny craters and the driveway was no more. What the hell was my father thinking? As I watched my mate and sons dodge bombs and enemy wolves. It was pure chaos as I watched with my anxiety hitting a new high. It’s one thing to be in the fight, it was nothing to watch from the sidelines unable to help. I couldn’t warn them about approaching wolves. All I could do was watch and pray that nothing happens to my family. 

“Lily, please keep our pup safe,” I whispered to her as I rubbed my lower belly. Lily let out a whimper and I knew she was in pain from the silver. 

“Two minutes, Miss Evelyn,” the computer said. 

“What more bombs?” I yelled, rubbing a hand over my chest. I don’t think my heart can take any more of this. 

“The packed house will explode in two minutes,” she clarified. 

“Great, I’m going to fucken die!” I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air. I let out a chuckle that turned into a laugh. and I couldn’t stop. I’m sure I sounded crazy as I laughed so hard, that more tears streamed down my face. In less than two minutes, I surely will be dead. 

“The metal structure you are in is impact–proof. But first, it will drop lower into the ground before the biggest bomb explodes. Everything was calculated to perfection, Miss Evelyn Nothing will go wrong.” The computer answered. I 

laughing. I wanted to shake her for being ridiculous. In a room surrounded by bombs, but I’m not going to die? Is she crazy? 

I rolled my eyes, knowing I was insane for talking about a nonliving object the way that I was. She was programmed. And I’m talking to her like she was real. I finally lost my mind. 

“And is there a backup plan if something goes wrong?” I asked her. 

“Nothing will go wrong. I’ve already run diagnostics and everything is ready.” She answered. 

“Have you been running this entire time?” 

“I have, Miss Evelyn. Your father needed to make sure your mother and you were safe.” She told me. 

“Then why didn’t this go off eighteen years ago?” I 

questioned. This could have protected all of us. I wouldn’t have lost anyone or my pack. My mind was reeling with the possibilities of what could have been if my father had used this then. 

“By the time we knew of the attack, it was too late, and too many of our men would have been killed. Also, your father wanted everyone to think your mother and him were dead. He was tired, Miss Evelyn. He wanted to live his life in peace with his mate.” She explained, and now I was really confused. What she was saying didn’t make sense. If he wanted peace he could have just cleaned up his act, couldn’t he? He didn’t have to die to be at peace with his mate. 

My heart twisted painfully as I thought about everything my father gave up for me and my mother. To others, he was a 

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