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

are late. It’s ten in the morning. There’s an alarm clock on your nightstand.

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

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

wafts toward me and I

I can smell her all over

I’m angry. I can’t explain why, nor do I have the right to be, but

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

and his smile disappears. “You got what you wanted.

to shut the door in his face is thwarted by a bright

a minute! I told you we were going to have

with a sweet saccharine grin.”No. We’re

half smile quirking up as he wets his lips. “Margo is

yeah? Did she mark you first?

a sarcastic frown. His face looks so frighteneed for a second

do you mean, what?” I chortle, cocking my head at him warily. Then with a roll of my eyes, I say, “When did she

get stupid

his jaw, casting his eyes downward as if ashamed. “This

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

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

pleasure. “You’re jealous,” he accuses, rotating his shoulders and sizing me up as

you or your bitch. I never intended to come to breakfast,” I lie. I

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. “I

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