The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

DRAVEN

I wake up not really knowing where I am. The bed beneath me is so soft I honestly wonder if I might be asleep at all. Maybe I’m not asleep, maybe I am dead and in heaven.

But then the doorbell rings.

Did I have plans this morning? I think I did. I’m almost sure I did…but what?

I open my eyes. “Shit! What time is it?!”

The doorbell sounds again, and I fall out of bed reaching for the things I wore yesterday. “Fuck! I’m coming! Hold the hell on!”

Stumbling down the stairs in my dirty clothes, I flip the switch allowing the shades to reveal the heavy fog of morning crowding the yard. The sight brings a contented smile to my face.

Wow…it really is beautiful here.

Ding dong!!!!

“Jesus!” I screech, opening the door. “The fuck is your deal?”

He stands there looking sexy as hell, the hint of a smile on his face. “I told you nine a.m. sharp.”

Domonic.

Of course. I forgot all about the breakfast appointment.

him smoothly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and flipping

sparkling with amusement. “You are late. It’s ten in the morning. There’s an alarm clock

counter, crossing my arms over my chest and trying not to notice how crisp and fuckable he looks in white sweats and a stark white tank

showing. And his muscles. And I want to put my mouth on each and

then… his perfume wafts toward me

can smell

angry. I can’t explain why, nor do I have the

roll around for a few more minutes

disappears. “You got what

attempt to shut the door in his face is thwarted by a bright white Nike sneaker. I nearly lose

minute! I told you we were going to have breakfast, and

saccharine grin.”No. We’re not. Have breakfast with

smile

laugh, “Oh yeah? Did she mark you

His face looks

mean, what?” I chortle, cocking my head at him warily. Then with a roll of my eyes, I

get

jaw, casting his eyes

taking her home, last night,” I quip at him and

was going to but I-,” he stops, crossing his arms over his chest and idadvertanlty making his pectorals more prominently visible. His face turns indignant, ” -wait a minute, I don’t have to answer

you.” I attempt to close the door, but he pushes inside, and I throw my hands up in frustration. “Really?” I snap, stomping my foot in annoyance. “You’re just going to push yourself inside? You see? This is why I want to pay rent! So that I don’t

with perverse pleasure. “You’re jealous,” he accuses, rotating his shoulders and sizing me up as he steps

never intended to come to breakfast,” I lie. I was going to, but now that I know she only just left, I’m glad I

himself about something, his eyes ticking back and forth as if he doesn’t know what else to say. They finally fall on me

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