When We Were Mates (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128

Note to readers: Emris is a Trybrid werewolf. Silver and Regan are hybrids. Sorry for the confusion. Forgive me.

Alpha Emris

Contd.

“Thank you. I’m sorry, you are?” Demetra asks, because she has manners I was not born with.

“Oh, my bad, Luna! I’m Riley Flecker.” She dips her head. “I’m the daughter of Flecker Hudson?”

Demetra looks at me like I’m supposed to know what that means. Problem is…I know. Riley’s father is the pack’s banker.he has been for fifteen years, manages our investment portfolio, knows where every dollar in the Black Covenant’s accounts lives and breathes.

But still, after not seeing her for five years, it makes no sense that she would show up for this my gale. Well, if her here, then-

I guess she’s here legitimately.

“Her father’s the pack banker.” Silver saves me the trouble of explaining it to Demetra.

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parents are

“Oh pleasure to meet you,” Demetra says and while that’s happening, I catch my mother out of the corner of my eye intercepting Slade before he come over to recognize that Riley is here.

Oh, Neptune’s perfect!

It would be bloody awkward if he sees Riley. Demetra would read into it too much…and it may end my life.

“Next,” I say, because this line needs to move.

“Emris, that’s rude-”

“It’s fine,” Silver says, from just behind my left shoulder. “They all know the Alpha is rude.”

“You see? And that’s exactly why he doesn’t change.” Demetra pinches my arm at my own bonding ceremony, in front of several people.

When I look up, next in line someone I’ve never seen before.

way someone gets If I had, I would surely remember this presence….that’s not arrogance, it’s just fact. He is tall, built the when training isn’t a habit but a religion, dressed in a white button–down that is just transparent to show the tattoo running up his left arm. Everything about how he’s put together says business but something underneath all of that, I cannot place it.

Then he looks directly at me and I see his eyes. Violet.

Not a trick of the light but genuine, structural violet. I’ve been around long enough to know that color doesn’t happen by accident in a wolf.

sliceves

The only other wolf I’ve known who’s got a different color of eyes is me with my serpent slit eyes Violet isn’t as scary. But it means a higher degree of wolf. Because wolves almost never have violet eyes, just as they almost never have serpent They mean whatever’s inside you doesn’t sit neatly on the standard scale.

Violet doesn’t scare me. But it means something. High degree, Old blood. The kind of wolf the average pack never produces

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Chapter 128

and wouldn’t know what to do with if they did.

He is hollow. Lean in the face and staring at me eye to eye.

I’m waiting for an introduction when Regan comes forward.

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“Oh! Emris. I invited him, he’s our guest. I told you about him last week, remember? He’s the one who bought the estate-

“My name is Lake. Lake Covenant.”

The name lands in the middle of the landscape and just sits there.

What Regan whispers, looking back at his guest for a moment.

All of a sudden, his violet pupils EXPAND as he steps back!

Covenant.

He said Covenant.

Something animal and instinctive climbing up the back of my neck, every trained response I have coming online simultaneously. I’ve heard that name in one context and one context only. The Lycan.

He is standing at my bonding ceremony holding a champagne flute, and he just said Covenant. He lets out a claw. One single claw and he clicks it against the side of the glass.

Ting.

The way it clicks and the way it sounds is so loud that it draws everyone’s attention. The conversations stop from the guests and heads turn.

“Demetra-” I step in front of her, pulling her body which is cold, she’s gone suspiciously cold, when did she go cold. I put her behind me. Silver whistles and that alarm of his already moving through the pack’s frequency before I’ve finished the

sentence.

I feel them shift to positions.

“The kids,” I say to the zeta posted behind my right shoulder.

“On it, Alpha!”

“Wait….Covenant?” Regan steps forward, because Regan always moves toward problems instead of away from them. “Did you say Covenant? My brother is thinking something else, just clear it up… you’re a businessman, right? That’s all this is-

The moment Regan takes his second step, the wolf moves!

Fangs bang out of his knuckles like he’s shifted to a bloody wolf already! It moves faster than I can track and encloses right into the center of Regan’s chest… Not through it…yet. The Lycan closes his fist around whatever he’s found in there and lifts my brother off the ground with one arm.

Execution.

Regan dangles in the air like a rabbit caught in a trap.

The screaming starts immediately-

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