When We Were Mates (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110

Demetra Pride Covenant.

‘So. How’s it been, Luna?”

“Oh, please.”

I take a long sip of my martini lemon, cold, perfect while Sabrina and Tiffany watch me from either side like I’m their personal entertainment for the evening. The bar is loud and warm and smells like good drinks and other people’s problems. which is exactly the energy I needed tonight. I’m sandwiched between my two friends, my skirt is cute, and for approximately the next three hours I am not a Luna.

‘Haven’t I already given you full breakdown? Multiple times?” I set the glass down. “I got blamed for Elena getting hurt when she wasn’t even supposed to be in the pack house in the first place. The kids hate each other, and-”

Let me guess, Emrissss…” Sabrina twirls her finger in her hair and draws his name out across approximately four syllables. lready on her second glass, the drinks clearly doing their job.

pout at her.

she’s not wrong. I’ve mentioned him approximately seventeen times tonight and I’ve also made it very clear…repeatedly, on he record that what he and I have is nothing more than a marriage of convenience, and I want nothing to do with him >eyond what that arrangement requires.

I wish I’d been there to see Elena’s leg,” Tiffany says, and she and Sabrina immediately dissolve into laughter that makes the

artender glance over with mild concern

It was genuinely bad,” I say, while they’re still cackling. “And Milo saw it. He came in while the doctors were-

More laughter. I give up trying to make them feel appropriately guilty about this.

You two are terrible people.”

‘How’s Slade?” I ask, changing the subject before I throw my martini at both of them. “He hasn’t been replying to any of my messages, and I’m too afraid to meet him face to face.”

Tiffany slowly turns to look at Sabrina.

Sabrina looks at her drink.

“Well, Sabrina can probably answer that one. She’s been keeping hum in a very good mooooood lately

Tiffany says it in a funny way that means something else entirely I squmit remembering exactly how that day as the loss Pride park werd When we came back from the club. Sabrina was in our house instead of being at home

‘Ol. I just say

Don’t ob

Tiffany is already losing it braide mis

“You and Slade huh? I samle despite myself. I guess Aunt Scotty was successful with her matche

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him” She stirs her drink thoughtfully. “You guys will have to figure that out.”

I bite my lip.

“What about Seth?” I tuck my hair behind my ear. “I called him and he said it was fine, but… how could it actually be fine? I left him waiting and bonded someone else.”

‘Demetra.” Sabrina gives me the look that means stop catastrophizing for five seconds. “My brother is a smart man. He understands what it means to be up against someone like Emris. He doesn’t blame you. And honestly? If Seth had married you, we might genuinely be attending a very sad funeral right cause who knows what Emris would have done to him.”

‘Sabrina-

Tm being factual, not mean.”

‘Can we please talk about literally anyone other than Emris for the rest of tonight?”

Sure. Tiffany says immediately. “Let’s talk about Elena’s leg instead.

Sabrina almost spits out her drink at what Tiffany says. Instead, she just coughs really badly while I pat her back, thumping between her shoulder blades. All of a sudden, it clicks to me that the girls asked about why Elena is in the pack house before

even got to that part of the story.

Wait – how did you two even know Elena was back in the pack house before I told you?”

Tiffany reaches for her phone.

Because,” she turns the screen toward me, “she posted about it.”

take the phone.

it’s a Finsta post of Elena on her internet account, in a silk robe, sitting on a bed surrounded by what appears to be every tem she purchased with the platinum card I confiscated earlier. She’s smiling at the camera and the caption reads: my son is ny life, hashtag blackconvenantpack.

What the- I catch myself before I go full volume, which takes genuine effort given that the music in here is loud enough o absorb most things. When did she post this? Does this mean everyone can see she’s back in the pack house while the actual Luna is also in the pack house? Does she understand what she’s done-

If you don’t know she posted this, then you probably don’t know that basically everyone in the country knows Elena’s hack in the pack house where the Luna is?” Sabrina says.

Plus your followers have increased to a whopping Four million Tiffany grabs her phone back and scrolls through my profile “Surpassing Elena by 900,000 If you grew this fast in a couple of what two weeks of being Luna Then hey you’re gonna be like ten million by this month ending”

She seems excited as she does the calculation on her fingers, counting like it’s Monopoly money. Meanwhile. Low luminĶ that Elena is really getting comfortable staying in the pack house like she thinks she’s going to be there forever

“Oh wait” Tiffany’s eyes go wide as she scrolls. Finns followers have gone up to fifty eight million

“What

She holds the phone out and I actually take it this time because that number dorst make sense until I’m looking at it directly Fifty–eight million followers. I scroll up to his profile automath ally and the grid is minimal with infrequent posts. nothing performative and I find his bio

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Alpha, Black Covenant Pack.

55 vouchers

That’s it. No emojis. No Just the barest possible confirmation that he exists and would prefer not to be bothered, and fifty- eight million people have decided that’s enough reason to follow him.

I’m about to scroll down through the posts, genuinely curious now in a way I’m not proud of, when Tiffany reaches over and pulls the phone back out of my hand with the clean efficiency of a pickpocket.

“Do it on your own phone, Mrs. Marriage of Convenience.”

I squint at her.

Why do you say it like that?”

She doesn’t answer.

I turn to Sabrina. “Why did she say it like that?”

Sabrina lifts her eyebrows diplomatically. “Because she doesn’t think you’re actually serious about not wanting anything to do with Emris.”

open my mouth.

Whoa,” is what comes out.

Tiffany straightens on her barstool and looks extremely pleased with herself-

I’m serious, guys. I’m only staying with Emris for Amira’s sake-”

Sabrina and Tiffany turn to look at each other in perfect synchronization.

Then they both burst out laughing! At me.

I’m serious-”

Okay, okay. We believe you.”

They absolutely do not believe me. I can tell by the way neither of them has stopped smiling.