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.

smoothly, rubbing the sleep from my

amusement. “You are late. It’s ten in the

counter, crossing my arms over my chest and trying not to notice

And his muscles. And I want to put

toward me

Margo. I can smell her all

nor do I have the right to

to roll around for a few more

eyes narrow and his smile disappears. “You got what

his face is thwarted by a

I told you

saccharine grin.”No.

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

“Oh yeah? Did she mark you first?

I throw him a sarcastic frown. His

Then with a roll of my eyes, I

get stupid

his jaw, casting his eyes downward as if ashamed.

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

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

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 here and I don’t have to be nice to you.” I

“You’re jealous,” he accuses, rotating his shoulders and sizing me

or your bitch. I 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 slept

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

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