The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates
Chapter 6
Chapter Six
DRAVEN
A hand clamps over my arm and I am ripped from the truck. “Bye!” Domonic snaps toward Bart before slamming the truck door shut. Bart reverses out of the driveway like his life depends on it and I scowl up at Domonic.
Shaking his hand off my arm, I ask, “What the fuck is your problem?”
He is seething. Staring at me like I’m was some ming of treacherous skank. You’d think I’d just murdered his puppy or something.
“You kissed him,” he says, in a cold emotionless voice.
I snorted. For real? “Um yeah. I did. So what? He’s my friend and if it weren’t for him, I’d be in a crappy motel somewhere waiting to die.”
Bart’s the only one I should be kissing!
Domonic scoffs, his gray eyes going dark with contempt. “He’s your friend? You don’t even know him.”
“Did you offer this place to me just so that you could get me alone and spout your hate for me?” I glare, shaking my head at his audacity. “I don’t know you either, yet here we are.” It’s dreezing cold and I am out here shivering so this idiot can sneer down at me. “Are we going inside, or what?” I challenge.
His eyes sparkle, loing from ice to fire in the space of an instant. “We?” He smirks suggestively, taking a step closer to me on the porch and allowing his eyes to fall in a steady rove down my body.
My cheeks heat. The skin going white hot at the feel of his eyes on me. I take a step back. “I assume you’re going to show me the place.”
He sighs, his cool gray gaze touching over my hair for a second before he pulls a key from his pocket. “Here. Everything works and it’s all top of the line. Breakfast is at nine a.m. sharp. Don’t be late.”
Then he spins around to head toward his backdoor, where coincidently, Margo is waiting for him dressed in nothing but a long silk robe.
Disgusting.
Anger nips at my nerves. I curse at myself for allowing him to flirt the way he did a moment ago. “I’m not having breakfast with you and your girlfriend,” I say and then turn around to unlock the door.
The key slides in smoothly and once the door is open and I step inside, the front hall floods with soft light.
Nice.
door I scream. Domonic stands in the entryway behind me. I didn’t
me slowly. “She’s not my girlfriend and I was just about to take her home,” he informs me, in a low, seductive voice. One that has my breath coming in a bit faster than
the soft leather
in annoyance before he stops, leaving about six inches of space between us. His face turns serious. Gazing around with his hands in his pockets, he says, “I know
my backpack on the sofa. “Nice to know. You may
but he doesn’t move to
mean and suggestive, but the look in his eyes stops me. He appears unsure of himself, even a bit nervous. It
do not have a thing for Bart,” I answer softly, my shoulders relaxing against the
A half smile dimpling one cheek, he gazes down at me. The warm yellow of the room making his eyes a little more golden then gray. “Okay then,” he sighs, walking backward toward the front door. “Remember, nine a.m. sharp. If
do not respond
I might just be late on
Don’t treaten me buddy.
and exits without looking back. I waste no time locking up behind him before
my surprise, it is in fact fully stocked and on the shelf is a plate covered in plastic wrap. A little note is taped to the
The note reads:
You missed dinner.
with a bite of my lip, I pull the plate out and pop it
so
is actually gonna
DOMONIC
to force myself out the door. As I suspected, she closed off all the windows in the condo. So instead of watching her from my bedroom the way I wanted to, I had to sneak into the place like a
can’t tear my eyes away from
not the kind of bruises from ordinary abuse. No. These are forceful bruises.
have snuck in here, but I wanted to see them for myself. I needed to
for going against my orders to get rid of her, but only because of her circumstances. And in that same respect, I had to make sure that I
to anyone, it
the bar tonight. I was prepared to deal with it though, at least, I’d hoped to. So, when I went I saw that she was in fact still there and hadn’t left – I was pissed. But… I was also relieved. Because the pressure in my chest seemed to morph into more of a sting of pleasure than an ache of pain from the very moment I caught sight of her
her sleep, turning over to stretch one leg onto the outside of the blanket. My body begins to pound with
her badly and I need to get out of here or I am going
her up and before I can stop myself, trace my fingers over her soft
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