When We Were Mates (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159

Luna Demetra.

LAKE??

WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL.

“You heard the rumor?” The girl in front of us says. “The Alpha of the Black Cooman ved the de dor mating the contest. I heard the fight lasted just a few minutes”

I squeeze my textbook over the table. I am gripping it hard enough that I can feel the spe vending tigery woder say fingers. I cannot make myself stop the heat that is climbing up from my chest way may turn

He’s following me. This bastard is following me!?

That is the only explanation. He is here because I am here. He knew I was conting, box We came here bes nd nodiet himself as a professor and now he is standing at the front of my first class on my fire hay a the the jar cases a just myself

Lake begins speaking.

I cannot hear a single word.

His mouth is moving and the class is silent and I am sitting in the middle of three hundred wudents wadhang a man watched my mate nearly ended. Really, everything in my body is running hot and getting hotter and the hearte point and my legs make a decision-

I stand up….so loud that three hundred heads turn.

Including his!?

“Demetra, sit.”

Lolly says but all eyes are already on me. Three hundred faces are turned toward the girl who just wood up in the middle of this bastard’s class

I get out of my seat and step off the platform onto the middle stairs where the aisles are

He’s looking at me.

I’m looking at him as I come down.

He looks at me like a damn pretender. Acting like he doesn’t know who I am. Like we didn’t stand in the santar housewarming while he begged for his life on his knees. Honey is the Dean, huh? I might as well just go and mak her that the Lycan she helped Emris fight has followed me here. As a what profesort?

“You’re not allowed to get up in my class unless you don’t want to take it anymore”

I stop at the end of the stairs and the class is entirely quiet at this point. You could hear my heartbeat from acrown the roots

I shake my head. A light scoff escapes my lips. Then I walk toward him…not away, not out toward. I wanted to leave the class. I was going to leave. But then he dared to ask me that!? Like he doesn’t know why the hell I would get up

“How much of a stalker can one person be.” I say it low. “It doesn’t even matter. You’re going to be out of my far t

two minutes so-

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of your professors before enrolling? Because if you had you would have seen that I’ve been a here for three years. I was here before you applied. But go on. Co wherever you need to go. Once you leave

am to bear one more shit of what he MITK

The moment I see Dean Honey’s name on the office door..after asking multiple people where to find her, after getting lost pice. I enter the room.

Iorget to knock. I just enter

Honey looks up from her desk and her frown is immediate.

Lake is in my class acting like a professor-

“He is not acting.” She sets down her pen. He’s a professor”

No, no, no, no, no.” I’m shaking my head so hard my wig shifts. “You realize he’s an enemy, right?!?*

Honey crosses her legs. Literally she is completely unbothered. “He’s the Black Covenant Pack’s enemy. He’s not my fugitive He’s not the world’s fugitive. He has a job here. You didn’t know—”

“Of course I didn’t know!” I slap my hand against my face, dragging it down over my mouth. What the hell is this? What is happening? What are the odds that this psycho is a professor at Wolf Arts?

“He is a fugitive.” I insist “He-

“Did the hurt you

He is a Lycan who threatened my life. He compulsed me. He took me from my pack house. He~”

that reported to the authorities? The aegis unit? Pack law enforcement? Or Supernatural Regulatory Unit?”

I open my mouth.

Well? No? Because Emtris-

Ens handled at Hortey says but I swear, she’s just looking at me like a spoilt Luna that’s throwing a tantrum.

“And in handling it, he fought Lake in a sanctioned Alpha contest and won. And in winning. Emris chose to spare Lake’s life. You bem a to your husband to take care of the punishment, and Emris gave him his life.”

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what you started at Wolf Arts Camp*

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