#Chapter 238 – Mated to the Enemy

“It happened just how you described, Ari,” he murmurs, shaking his head as he recalls it. “Of all things, it seriously felt like someone threw a damn brick at my wolf.” I smile a little, remembering telling him that metaphor at the club after Luca’s boxing victory but hating that it feels so accurate for my friend. “It happened the first time at the boxing match. I knew he was there…instantly, as soon as he walked in.” “Did you know who it was? Like, you could pick them out of the crows?” I ask, a little breathless with interest but not wanting to push him too far. “I knew…the area…in the crowd. That something in me had suddenly turned to the Atalaxians. But I couldn’t pinpoint it at first.” Ben raises his hands to his temples and rubs them in soft, worried circles as he remembers. “But I wasn’t sure what precisely it was – my wolf insisted, of course, that my mate was there, but I mean – what the hell does he know.” I smile a little as my wolf bristles inwardly, appalled t