When We Were Mates (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Elena smashes the glass beside her.

Tears soak her vision until everything in front of her blurs. Her chest rises as anger climbs up her throat.

growl before she storms toward the closet.

She yanks the doors open so hard they slam back.

Her Luna closet greets her with neat rows of heels, dresses, shelves of perfume and jewellery…everything is arranged the way a Luna’s things should be. The sight of it only makes the anger burn hotter.

Elena sweeps her arm across the first shelf she sees!

Shoes crash to the ground. Heels tumble over each other as the entire row clears in one motion. She grabs a bottle of perfume and throws it. It hits the wall and breaks. Another one follows….then another until the scent fills the air

Also, her hand slams against the vanity table in front of the mirror, shaking it until all that it’s carrying scatter off the

“Elena! Elena!” Regan rushes in after hearing the noise from her room.

She screams again and reaches for something else to throw.

Before she can, Regan violently locks his arms around her torso to stop her. Elena fights him instantly and twists her body against his hold.

“Stop-”

She keeps thrashing, refusing to calm down.

Regan drags her out of the closet while she continues fighting him. The moment he releases her, Elena shoves him hard in the chest!

Regan takes one looks at the madness in her eyes, and moves fast to shut her bedroom door before anyone in the pack house can hear the noise. When he turns back, Elena is pacing in front of him and angrily wiping her face.

“Calm down-”

“Calm down!?” Elena spins toward him. “Demetra is his mate! His goddess fated, and you are telling me to calm down?”

His jaw is still tight from earlier…from the moment his own brother stood there and said those words. Demetra is my goddess Fated mate. His jaw dropped then and it’s still recovering.

For a while now, he’s noticed the way Demetra and Emris have history. The looks. The tension. The way his brother’s eyes would follow her like she was the only light in the room. But he never saw it coming to this.

On one side, his brother is the hybrid werewolf and for so long Emris has lived without his true mate so they all decided she perhaps doesn’t exist or died long ago. To realize Emris‘ goddess–fated has been in the pack house with them since she was born was hard information to swallow.

And now Elena…his own secret true mate is breaking apart in front of him.

“Regan, kill her. I want her to die-

“Ssssh.”

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“Emris is not home, so don’t tell me to shush!”

Her eyes burn into him.

Regan may be her true mate, but Emris is the man she loves. The one she has always loved. She wanted to marry him so badly that years ago, when he was at his lowest, she took advantage of the moment. She slept with him and let everyone believe the pup in her womb belonged to him.

When in truth, the child belonged to Regan.

“Now I see why he was depressed years ago. It was shortly after he sent Demetra out the pack. He was mourning her.”

Elena picces it together on her own and feels like she needs to start crying all over again. She spent years wondering why Emris, the man she married, never truly touched her. They had dated before and they used to have sex.

Until she bonded whit him. Through every heat and full moon, it had been Regan she burned with instead, in secret inside the same pack house. Regan had been the one satisfying the passion that Emris never gave her.

But even with that….Emris is still the man she loves.

“The pack house has ears,” Regan says with a scoff. “You say the wrong word and your dear Alpha will hear.”

Regan isn’t irritated that Emris has found his true mate. If anything, it doesn’t change much for him.

“Of course you don’t care!” Elena snaps as she storms toward him.

“All you want is for Milo to be next in line for the Alpha seat because to you all Alphas die early and you’re hoping the same happens to Emris since he’s got a lot of enemies.”

Her fists hit his chest before he catches her wrist and stops the next strike.

“I care about you.”

Regan makes his face look serious but the truth inside him is different.

Yes, he cares about Elena.

But he cares more about anyone discovering the secret between them. If the truth comes out, it will ruin everything. The Alpha seat had been lost to his mentally unstable brother years ago.

Now his son has the chance to bring it back to him. And that matters far more than Elena crying because Emris has found his true mate.

“Liar!”

“Elena… after how far we’ve come?” Regan growls as he stares at her. “You think it’s easy having your own true mate bonded to another man!?”

“It’s not like Emris sleeps with me. You get to fuck me anytime you want so how’s that hard for you to watch?”

Regan’s eyes narrow. “And what about the times you were

fucking him?”

Elena scoffs like the time she and Emris dated doesn’t count.

“Watching you drown yourself in perfume and dresses just to get my brother’s attention while your own true mate lives in the same house. Watching him reject you while you try again and again. Hearing my own son call him dad.. “His jaw

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clenches harder. “Watching my own son see me as an uncle.”

Elena’s face barely moves. She doesn’t react to the words at all and the lack of reaction only irritates him

Regan suddenly grabs her face, pulls her toward him as his mouth crashes against hers. His hand drops to her wam and thes lower, gripping her roughly as he kisses her like he’s trying to prove something.

For a moment there is only the sound of their breathing Then Elena shoves him away violently!

She wipes her mouth aggressively with the back of her hand as if she’s trying to erase the kiss.

“Kissing me? Is that supposed to fix this!?”

Regan chuckles under his breath, touching his lip where she bit him.

“I don’t know. What’s the essence of being Emris‘ Luna? He doesn’t even give a shit about you.” He tilts his head slightly. “Have you been able to fix that!?”

Elena walks back to him slowly and this time her hands rest on his shoulders.

“Emris is all I want,” she says quietly. “I gave you the kid that can make you become heir. That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?

Her fingers tighten slightly.

“All I want is Emris. Can’t you do that for me?”

Regan stares at her like she’s lost her mind.

“After everything I’ve done for you?”

“Then do this too!” Elena whispers harshly. “End Demetra for me. He’s going to replace me with her. I can feel it.”

Regan exhales and points off toward the door.

“Where do you think Emris is right now!? He’s probably out with her. Do you think this is some normal Luna you want me to go after? She’s Emris‘ true mate. It’s not going to be that simple.”

“Then

get

the fuck out of my face!”

apart

and

Elena’s voice cracks as tears suddenly spill down her face again. This time it’s ugly crying. Regan watches her fall feels annoyed he has to see it. But he knows it’s suicide to try and harm Demetra. Especially now that his brother has revealed her to them. Of course, Emris would suspect him first if anything happened to her. Plus, regardless of what happens to Elena, Emris still believes Milo is his son. So nothing changes.

And as long as Emris believed that…nothing important really changed.

“Get out,” Elena says finally, glaring at him through wet lashes.

“Elena-”

“Get out! “I’ll take care of it myself.” Her eyes darken. “Just like I did that night. I’ll take care of myself agam.”

Regan studies her for a moment longer before leaving the room

Elena stares at her reflection in the cracked vanity mirror with mascara running black down her face.

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Five years ago, she had seen the change in Emris.

He had started losing interest in marrying her. Even though she knew his pride needed her support to become Alpha. he had begun pulling away. One evening, not long after Demetra disappeared from the pack house, Emris told her he coulles go through with the marriage.

That same day, Elena realized she was pregnant.

Sleeping with Regan had been a mistake. It had been a full moon and they had run into each other at a club. Their wolves had reacted, instincts pushing them together before either of them thought clearly.

But Regan was never the one she loved.

Emris was. So Elena made a decision. She paid the doctor to falsify the medical records. The doctor listed Milo’s birth as happening two months earlier than it actually did, adjusting the pregnancy timeline so it appeared she had conceived during the period she slept with Emris.

On paper, everything matched.

The dates aligned perfectly and when Milo was born healthy and strong, no one questioned it. Everyone believed the Alpha. had a son.

After washing the mascara off her face, Elena opens her drawer and takes out the aphrodisiac. The one she put in his alcohol the last time he was intimate with her.

Emris fucked her like never before that night. Had her face in his pillows and took her until she was shaking. At the time she thought it was the drug working. Now she realizes the only reason he did it like that was because he thought she was Demetra.

She wondered why he was so passionate. Why he took her multiple times in the same night in that way.

Now she knows…this is the kind of sex he has with his mate.

One taste of that five years ago and Elena refuses to let it end here. Refuses to let Demetra have that or any of it.

Then her brain lands on something worse.

Is Amira Emris’s child?

Elena’s hand freezes in her hair. She remembers something Demetra was about to say five years ago. A sentence cut off while Derisha was questioning her.

No.

No.

Elena bites her lip hard enough to taste blood. Over the years Emris had told her more than once that if she wasn’t happy they could dissolve the bond between them. He had offered it calmly, almost like he was giving her an escape.

But Elena never allowed it because as long as she remained Luna, she still had a place beside him.

But now Demetra’s back and Elena knows…knows….there’s no reason for him to listen anymore. Especially if Demetra’s child

is his.

With the aphrodisiac still in one hand, Elena opens another drawer and pulls out an old phone.

She dials a contact that hasn’t been in the pack since forever.