When We Were Mates (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165

Luna Demetra.

When they’ve stopped screaming, I look back at the car.

The crew is coughing now. Wren stumbles out first, bent over with one hand on her knees while she wretches her entire system out somewhere in the bushes. Lolly follows a second later coughing until her eyes are watery.

Travis doesn’t come out. He’s still sitting in the driver’s seat and he looks alright.

“Who are you?” The lead she–wolf’s asks me.

“My name is Demetra.” I raise my hands up which is the universal sign for I come in peace.

“Listen, we didn’t come here to fight or cause trouble or… do anything. We just….I just found out that I might be a White Omega-

Someone scoffs.

She has white hair, but with streaks of red dye running through it. Her arms are crossed over a jean jacket, and she’s looking at me with boredom.

“It’s fine if I’m not one of you.” My voice wobbles. “I mean, we could leave. We just-

“You entered into our territory without an invite!” The lead she–wolf yells. She’s older, at least in her forties.

“I know. But that’s because we were being chased by some students-‘

“Wolf Arts?” The girl with the dyed hair raises an eyebrow.

“Wait.” Wren straightens up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “I recognize you.”

She’s looking at the girl with the red dye. I face the lead she–wolf back.

“I’m sorry that we didn’t ask your permission. But it’s… it’s alright. We’re gonna leave now. We don’t want any trouble. As you can see, we’re harmless.”

“Harmless? Would have considered you guys harmless if you didn’t bring a were–druid with you-” Red dye says.

“No.” I shake my head. “Travis was just helping me find this place.” I back up and gesture for the others to follow. “Come on, guys. Let’s just go. Again, I really apologize.”

I take a few steps back but the lead she–wolf comes closer.

“You said you wanted to find out if you were a White Omega. Then why are you leaving already? Come on. But… only you The rest of your friends can wait here until you’re done.”

“Just go.” Lolly waves a hand at me. After what happened with the screams, she looks like she doesn’t even want to be near

them.

Wren puts her glasses back on and Travis in the car nods too.

1 face the White Omegas and they gesture for me to walk first.

The moment I do, they start walking along with me. Down the empty gravel road where the moon is high above us.

We walk for about ten minutes then I see the houses with golden lights everywhere. Little cottages, plus some modern

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houses with porches.

“White Omegas are many out in the world.” The lead she–wolf walks beside me now and her boots crunches on the gravel “But in Rockville, we enjoy living together. My name is Anita. I’m the Luna of this little territory.”

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“A pleasure to meet you.” I walk side by side with her, using the opportunity to take a look at her face. She’s tall. Slender. Her white hair is pulled back in a tight braid that falls to her waist. Apart from the fact that she looks like someone who rarely smiles….hollow cheeks and tired eyes….there’s a strength in her.

I recognize it as kind that comes from carrying a pack on your shoulders for years and never complaining about it.

“What pack are you from?”

“Um, the Lion Pride.” I stop looking at her and face forward.

“Hmm. Far from here.”

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“Yes. I came here for school just for about four months. And then I’ll have to go back home.”

“You trust the were–druid?”

“Travis?” I ask as we get to the front

a

yard.

The house has golden lights in the windows….little lanterns strung along the fence, wrapped around the trees. It has a nice front porch with a rocking chair and a pot of something green and leafy.

I realize the other White Omegas are no longer walking behind us.

“I haven’t known him Omegas have gone?”

for lo

but he’s not been horrible or bad. He seems… normal.” I look over my shoulder. “Um, the

Anita pushes open her front door. “Yeah. You don’t seem like that much of a threat, so.

“Wow. That’s an insult.” I follow her inside and see her smirk at the side of her mouth.

Her home is warm too. There’s a fish tank in the sitting area and I just stare at it for a second. The way the light catches the scales and the fish move like they have nowhere to be.

“Want something to drink?”

“Sure.” I tear my eyes away from the tank.

I feel safer now seeing that they’re just wolves living a peaceful life.

Even though they just used their…what was that…howls? Definitely howls but it sounded like screams. An Alpha would grow! to evoke fear. But with them, their howls hurt and slammed fear at the same time.

“Here.” Anita hands me a glass of water and I look at it. Maybe I was expecting something like freshly squeezed orange juice.

“So, What makes you think you’re a White Omega? Were you born with white hair?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. And if you are a White Omega, that means your mother is one. But you come from the Lion Pride Pack. Were you

born there?

Yes.”

“Okay. We’ll do a simple practice to see if you are one of us.”

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“Oh.” I quickly put the water down and stand up straighter even though I’m not sure what the practice is about.

Anita lifts her hand and I watch white claws snip out from her fingers….like the air itself pushed them through her skin.

WHOA…she has white claws. But…what does she need claws….for?

I put my hand on my hips and try to look calm.

“What’s the activity?”

“Take off your hoodie. I’m going to pierce you with one claw in your spine. It will activate…or unlock your wolf to its original potential. Right now, there’s a chance that someone locked up your ability when you were a child. Most Omega mother lock their pups‘ abilities in childhood especially if the pup is mixed with another powerful bloodline. It’s protection until the child is old enough to handle what she carries.”

Anita looks at me seriously.

“So I have to ask. Is your father a Lycan? Or anything adjacent?”

“Of course not.”

In my mind, I whisper: Just an Alpha. Just Alpha Ronin of the Lion Pride

“Take off your hoodie.” Anita circles around me and I pull it off quickly over my head. I’m standing in my tank top as Anita goes behind me.

I tap my finger on my thigh. Wondering if it will hurt. I mean, of course it will hurt. Claw on skin. Piercing. Into my spine. I should probably ask her about pain tolerance before she does it—

That’s on my mind when I feel the first pierce and the world ends!

I slam down on my KNEES.

The agony is beyond anything I can explain. All I can see opens.

And opens

1s

white in

my vision…like a flashlight inside my skull. My mouth

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And opens.

I have no control of it. I can feel my jaw working, feel something happening to my teeth, feel the elongation as the fangs come through, hurting my gums as the pressure builds and builds until it’s unbearable-

I can feel them against my bottom lip, against my tongue. The movement of them hurts in a way that makes me finally

scream!

“AHHHHHHHHH!”

“Fuck!” I hear Anita.

I open my eyes and it’s like I’m looking through a veil. I look down at my hands and see red long veins…snaking under my skin like worms. The long lines tracks upward from my wrists toward my fingers like something is running through my blood that’s trying to find a way out.

“AHHH!”

I yell again cause my fingers are now pulling out white claws. My claws have come out a few times in my life, but they have never been stark white like this before.

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“What…WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME!”

“You have Alpha blood in you!!!???” Anita yells.

“IT HURTS!”

I lift my eyes from all fours to look at her. My vision is hazy. My hearing is… everything. I can hear the fish tank bubbling from the other room. I can hear the blood rushing through my own veins.

It’s happening too much at once. I’m scared.

I’m scared of what I’m feeling. I’m scared that I can feel my own heart pumping in my chest, my own blood vessels expanding and contracting, my own lungs filling and emptying. I want it to stop! I want all of it to stop, I want my normal body back!

I get to my feet and shake my hands. I don’t want it. I changed my mind. I want my normal claws and my normal senses and my wolf that sits quietly in my chest like a sleeping cat and doesn’t do this-

Anita is speaking, but I’m hearing her in a thousand ways. I scream again and put my hands over my ears.

I see Anita yelling “no” at someone.

I smell a second person in the room.

My wolf…my wolf…turns me toward the front. Stretches out my hand on my behalf, grabs someone by the neck and smashes them into the wall.

The plaster cracks and the person’s feet leave the ground.

It’s the girl with the red dye in her hair. Her hands claw

at

my wrist, but my grip doesn’t loosen.

I feel her legs push against me…trying to get free, trying to push me back until I’m the one slammed against the wall. My wolf snarls viciously. I watch myself scratch. I hear a gasp of pain but it’s not

mine.

Someone else is getting hurt…by me.

That’s the moment, I snap myself out of the trance until the white vision recedes.

The moment I shut myself out of it, I see the red–dye girl. Her arm is bleeding with four lines deep scratches and she’s staring at me like I’m cursed.

Tears are flowing out of my eyes now. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

I rush out the door and run as fast as I can over until I see the group waiting for me by the car.

“Please.” I’m breathless and shaking. “Let’s go.”

“What happened?” Travis is the first to speak. He’s out of the car now, standing by the headlights.

“Just let’s leave. Please-”

“Demetra.”

“I said let’s leave!

My claws spring out again at Travis but thankfully, he catches my wrist before I strike him.

Hy k

I didn’t do that.

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I wasn’t the one who did it.

It’s like an evil twin is inside me doing these things. But this time, it’s not an evil twin. It’s my wolf.

Anita asked about hoping I didn’t have a Lycan father.

Is this what she was worried about?

The mix of Alpha and White Omega?

Does it make…does it make up some kind of evil twin that I can’t control?

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