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

late. It’s ten in the morning. There’s an alarm clock

to notice how crisp

And I want to put my mouth on each and every one. Holy

perfume wafts toward me

Margo. I can smell her

do I have the right to be, but

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

smile disappears. “You

bye!” My attempt to shut the door in his face is thwarted by a bright white Nike sneaker. I nearly lose my shit.

down! Wait a minute! I told you we were going to

sweet saccharine grin.”No. We’re not. Have

half smile quirking up as he wets his lips.

yeah? Did she mark you first?

frown. His face looks so frighteneed

I chortle, cocking my head at him warily. Then with a roll of my eyes, I say, “When did she leave?

questions get

casting his eyes downward as if

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

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

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

me, his eyes are shing with perverse pleasure. “You’re jealous,” he accuses, rotating his

I just don’t like you or your bitch. I never intended to come to breakfast,” I lie. I was going to, but now that I know she only just

as if he doesn’t know what

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