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.

the

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

trying not to notice how crisp and fuckable he looks

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

then… his perfume wafts toward me and

can smell her all over

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

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

and his smile disappears. “You got

So, bye!” My attempt to shut the door in his face is thwarted by a

told you we were going to have breakfast, and we

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

smile

Did she mark you

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

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

get stupid

eyes downward as if ashamed. “This

night,” I quip at him and slanting my eyes as I

the back of his neck nervously, glancing left and right as if someone might 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

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 here and I don’t have to be nice to you.” I grant him a withering look. “You need

jealous,” he accuses, rotating his shoulders and

the couch with a laugh. “No. I’m not jealous. I just don’t like you or your bitch. I never intended to come to breakfast,” I lie. I was

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

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