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

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

chest and trying not to notice how crisp and fuckable he looks

tattoos are showing. And his muscles. And I want to put my

toward me and I

can smell her all over him.

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

I wanted to roll around for a few more minutes laughing because, I got what I wanted and

eyes narrow and his smile disappears. “You got what you wanted. Which

scoff. “Not you. So, bye!” My attempt to shut the door in his face is thwarted by a bright

now, calm down! Wait a minute! I told you we were going to have breakfast, and

saccharine grin.”No. We’re

arched eye brow lifts in amusment. A half smile quirking up as he

yeah? Did she mark you

him a sarcastic frown. His face looks so frighteneed

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

get stupid

his eyes downward as if

said you were taking her home, last night,” I quip at him and slanting my eyes as I push the door

I-,” he stops, crossing his arms over

sweetly, flashing him my cockiest smile. “And I do not have to have breakfast with 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 have to let you in

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

never intended to come to breakfast,” I lie. I was going to, but now that

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

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