When You Were My Mate (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 29

Chapter 29

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Milo runs inside ahead of me, clutching new toys in his small hands. I barely register his excitement. My mind is still locked in that storage room, replaying what happened between Demet and me.

The first real intimacy I’ve had since she left. The drunken night that created Milo doesn’t count…that was a ghost, a shadow of her, not the real thing. But this… this as her. Every inch of her.

I walk slowly through the pack house and my body is still humming with the memory of her. I can still feel her breasts filling my palms. Her mouth moving against mine. The way she tastes. still the same after all these years. How her hips have widened, softened in the most devastating ways, and how sweet he was when I took her on that cold table. The way she clenched around me, pulling me deeper until I lost every ounce of control like some untrained pup. She cried the way she used to. It was like no time had passed.

For the first time in years, I realize I didn’t know what I had back then. When she was in my bed. When she was mine. She was in love with me…genuinely, completely. I was all she had. I knew it. And I still treated her like she was disposable. I’d look into her eyes back then and she’d tell me every day, in every way that she loved me. She got jealous when other girls looked my way. When she found out my mother was arranging a marriage between Elena and me, I watched something in her crack.

But I let the anger win. I let seeing her with Ronin and his bastard Slade fester in my brain like poison. I never gave her a chance to explain.

I don’t know why I’m realizing all of this now, without her saying a word. But it’s clear…it’s her wolf glaring at me and communicating to mine.

Now, my own wolf is howling at me, showing me how wrong I was.

I sent her away. I lived with the consequences. And now… it’s undeniable. If I reject her, I will never know a bond like this again. Not with anyone.

When she was still in my pack, I never said the words. I thought my claiming was enough, that my possession was proof of love. But in that storage room, with her body wrapped around mine, I was ready to tell her….that Elena means nothing. My marriage is nothing.

Can you imagine that? One hour of intimacy and I’m ready to burn my marriage down. That’s how powerful it was. That’s how powerful she is. I didn’t want to let her go. But she called it mistake. It was disgusting to her and she walked out.

I shut the door harder than I meant to. I didn’t realize how loud was until Regan’s voice cuts through my thoughts.

“Emris?”

I look back.

“You’re not getting ready for tonight’s Alpha Fest. It’s in two hour-”

“I’m not going.” My voice is rough.

“What?”

“I said I’m not going.” I walk further into the room and almost pill my shirt off in front of the mirror but I remember I have

claw marks on me,

“You know Elena is going, right?”

“Regan, I don’t care. You can go if you want. I’m not-”

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Chapter 29

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“What is actually wrong with you?” His voice rises. “Because I was going to stay quiet since you’re the Alpha and all but I don’t care anymore! This is really bothering me. Elena was hurt by Slagle. Mom gets slapped by that fucking charity case. And you… what do you do? You stand there and catch the bitch!” He jabs a finger in my direction. “Have you forgotten who we are? Why we’re the Black Covenant Pack? Why are you letting these people taunt us without revenge?”

I pick up the whiskey glass I left hours ago.

“I will take revenge for everything tomorrow night. At the Alpha prawl.”

Regan stops. “Revenge?”

“Yeah. Go with Elena tonight. Keep her company.”

Regan studies me for a long moment but he doesn’t push. He just nods and leaves the room.

The moment the door clicks shut, I strip off my shirt completely

Demetra put a nail scratch on the back of my neck. Deep crescents on both sides of my waist where she held on. Red lines across my chest, my shoulders, my back. The more I look at them, the more I remember exactly how each one got there. I groan in animal satisfaction before I can stop it.

Reliving it. What started in my dreams, I completed with her. In the flesh. In reality.

One would think that finally tasting her again would satisfy the hunger. But it’s the opposite. I feel emptier now than before. Desperate. It’s in my head, in the pumping of my blood, a madness creeping through my veins. If I don’t have all of Demetra…if I don’t chase her, catch her, keep her….this feeling will consume me completely.

There are so many buts.

But she’s Alpha Ronin’s daughter. But my family hates hers. But I’m married to Elena. But she has a child with another man.

The last one digs deepest.

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