When You Were My Mate (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60

Demetra.

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Emris dropped me off at the gate of the Lion Pride pack house and I got in. I already texted Tiffany that I took a ride home so they don’t worry about me. So now I’m in bed, holding my pillow, trying to catch my breath after that experience.

I shut my eyes in regret.

I feel horrible. I wanted to feel him release in me. I wanted to hear those final sounds he makes but I also wanted to make something clear.

I turn on my bed and stare at the ceiling.

It’s hard being like this.

I’m not a manipulative person like Emris is. It’s hard for me to petend I don’t want something when I actually want it. It’s hard to use him to teach Elena a lesson. But a part of me….a very dark, very dangerous part of me that I try not to talk about wants that bond between him and Elena to break.

I try to sleep but every time I turn, I can feel Emris’s hands on my hips. On my ass. My face stuck in the pillow while he thrusts into me. Even though he sated me tonight, I still find myself feeling frustrated. Turning back and forth on the pillows until I get up and drink a full glass of wine. It eventually puts me to sleep.

9am bright and early, Dad already took Amira to school and I’m getting ready for another day in Emris’s Alpha wing.

I take more time preparing than usual. For some reason I’m thinking too much about what to wear. I try several outfits and catch myself wondering which one would blow Emris’s mind the most.

At the end, I snap out of it because that’s stupid. I put on a dress with tiny straps that skims just above my thighs. My hair falls over my shoulders as I leave my room.

I see Slade and Dad discussing something intensely in the foyer. Slade’s voice is raised…which is not rare but I swear the look on his face is like the pack house is about to burn down. Plus, they’re not alone. Elders of the pack are here. Aunt Allison too, gathered like something’s wrong.

What could possibly be the problem?

Slowly Slade notices me coming and stops speaking.

“You’re leaving?”

Wow. This is the first time he’s spoken to me since our little figh Is he about to tell me not to go?

“Yeah.” I look away from him to the stern elders staring back at me. “What happ-”

“Nothing.” Slade cuts me off. Then looks back at the rest. “We should talk in my office.”

He starts to say more but my Aunt Allison stops on her way out and gives me a kiss on my forehead. I watch them walk away.

Tiffany stumbles out in her pajamas, looking like death warmed over. Her hair is a bird’s nest on top of her head, face all scrunched up like she’s fighting for her life. Morning after club drinking all night…whatever THIS is.

I would ask her if anything crazy went down in the pack but she not even in the state of mind to give me a coherent

answer.

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Chapter 60

“Demetra… you left…” She slurs.

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“Yeah.” I push her hair out of her face. Her eyes keep closing. “Yeah you definitely need more than honey water, babe. I hope Sabrina wasn’t as drunk as this.”

“OH she was…” Tiffany squints like she’s trying to remember. “Slade took us to our respective rooms.”

“R-rooms?” I blink. “Sabrina slept here?”

“Yeah.” Tiffany starts shuffling away sluggishly.

I end up watching her go, realizing how late I already am.

When I get to the Alpha wing of the Black Covenant pack, the gammas do their best to stay out of my way like they’ve been warned to not even look at me. Fine by me.

I drop my purse on the couch and chuckle when I remember what happened last time I was here. Me and the mighty Alpha Emris running away from raccoons and squirrels like we were being chased by death itself. The image of him panicking over tiny furry creatures still makes me smile.

After chuckling about that, I put on my work apron and stare at what I was doing last time.

It’s a backdrop. A massive one. I painted it in midnight blue because that’s the color I know of Emris’s wolf. The first thing that came to my mind when I thought of him was that blue. Deep and intense.

I start mixing my paints. My hands know what to do even when my brain is elsewhere. Squeeze the titanium white. Dab of ultramarine. A touch of black to deepen it. My brush swirls the colors together on the palette until they become something new. I glance at the brushes laid out…flats for broad strokes, rounds for details, liners for the fine work. All of them waiting.

All of a sudden I hear a sound coming from the staircase.

I walk away from the sitting area for a moment to see if it’s Emri but instead I’m met by Elena.

She’s standing at the bottom of the stairs in nothing but panties and a bra, trying to tie a silk robe over her hip bones that jut out above the lace of her panties. The first thing on my mind is that she looks like she starves herself to stay small and the second is, this is Emris Alpha wing…as far as I remember, only Alpha meetings happened her.

By the manner at which Elena’s hair is messy. Her skin is flushed

She freezes when she sees me and I move back in haste at the quick calculation that happens in my throat-

“You?” The word drops from her mouth like a stone.

She covers herself while her eyes go wide. Shit. She looks around like she’s expecting someone else.

My bones turn to concrete where I stand. My bones have fused together, turned to stone, and I’m rooted to this spot watching his wife come down the stairs in next to nothing after what I thought was our night,

Everything I thought this morning…the outfit choices, the wondering what he’d like, the stupid hope crashes down around

I thought last night meant something. At least to me. But now I realize what I am. A naive fool. Again.

Elena comes down the last steps and presses her fingers to her lis. “Where’s Emris? You didn’t see him when She looks toward the hallway. “Shit. He must have gone to the bathroom or something.”

you

walked in?”

I don’t answer.

“Of course

you

didn’t see

him.” Elena pushes her hair back, and that smile spreads across her face. The same smile she had

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