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.

tell him smoothly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and flipping

late. It’s ten in the

not to notice how crisp and fuckable he looks in white

showing. And his muscles. And I want to

wafts toward me and I nearly

smell her all over

why, nor do I have the right to be, but I

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

eyes narrow and his smile disappears. “You got

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

I told you we were going to have breakfast,

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

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

“Oh yeah? Did she

as I throw him a sarcastic frown. His face looks so frighteneed for a

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

get stupid answers,

his eyes

night,” I quip at him and slanting

jump in and save him from my wrath. “I 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

“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!

shing with perverse pleasure. “You’re jealous,” he accuses, rotating his shoulders and sizing

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

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. “I didn’t fuck her

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