Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

hapter Two

Ryley

My boss was standing by the front desk as soon as I stepped out of the elevator, holding my much–needed latte. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with him today. I just wanted to get to my office and finish my workload. He was chatting with the receptionist, Evelyn. My strides became more purposeful as I made my way to my office, trying to go unnoticed.

“Good morning, Miss Halliwell,” Evelyn’s overly cheery voice rang out when I was almost in the safety of my office. I cringed before forcing a smile. I turned around to see my boss, Mr. Miller, and Evelyn, both watching me.

“Good morning,” I told them, trying to sound chipper, even though I was anything but. I turned on my heels and headed into my office, closing the door behind me.

The relief I felt after closing my door and I was alone was short–lived when Mr. Miller, opened the door and entered my office. I silently groaned as I placed my latte on my desk before placing my purse and bag on the floor beside my chair.

“Mr. Miller, what can I do for you?” I asked him, as I removed my coat, placing it over the back of my chair.

Mr. Isaac Miller was a few years older than me. He took over for his father a few years ago when he decided to retire and spend his golden years traveling with his wife. He wasn’t a werewolf but his sister was mated to one, which is

uncommon. It helped him build his accounting firm. He was

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associated with the firm. And she was mated to a wolf. He also has some great

chair in front of my desk. My body froze as I looked at him. Whenever I hear those words, my mind automatically goes to a date. If I had a dollar for the number of times I’ve been asked to make another jealous, I wouldn’t need to work

sigh. It’s too early for this and haven’t even enjoyed my coffee, I thought as I

remember that case drove me crazy for twenty–four full hours until I finally figured it out. The person who was stealing was good at

something happen?” I

me, his brother–in–law scented

a lower

Mr. Orion suspects more fraud is happening within his empire and has

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as–l sipped

can’t just uproot our lives. He has school and hockey.”

be nice for him to be with his own kind,” he commented and I raised

mean, Ryley,” he said,

But I have my reason for keeping me and my son away from that life.” He

wealthiest clients. I need

may be done soon but what about next year? It will be Channing’s

you a bonus now and one at the end of the summer.” He

own home. I won’t stay at their pack house. I will need my own office, and weekends and all the other days I request are