The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter 9

Chapter Nine

” DRAVEN

What I love most about the little shop I’m in, is the prices are all pretty decent. The one that Domonic dropped me in front of was awesome too, but way too expensive. Once I got a look at their prices, I left. Luckily, there were four other boutiques on the same portion of the block, and I would still be able to see Domonic when he returned for me.

The shops weren’t too busy, a few people straggling about, but not many. After I purchasing a few essentials, one of them being a turtleneck, I saunter outside to await Domonic’s return. When I see the curb is still empty I begin to wish I bought a watch.

Spying a little cafe across the street, I shrug and walk over, intent on waiting at one of the little tables outside.

With coffee in hand, I take a seat at one of the five stone tables and sipped my mocha greedily. A large shadow passes over me and I look up startled to see one of the guys from the bar standing over me and blocking the sun.

“You didn’t leave,” he says.

It is the blond guy. The one that was seated in the bar with Domonic yesterday when I first arrived.

“I didn’t,” I grin, crossing my legs toward him as my eyes scan the street. Where is Domonic?

He laughs, sticking his hand out for me to shake. “Paul,” he introduces himself, lifting my hand up to kiss the back of it. “May I?”

I nod, kicking one of the chairs out in front of him so that he might sit down. “Draven.”

He smiles flashing a barrel of white teeth. “I know. And might I just say, I’m glad you’re still here. We get fresh faces in this place all the time, but none of them ever stay. And yours is not only fresh, but it’s terribly beautiful.”

I have to laugh at that. So they can be charming when they want to be. I wonder what changed this one’s mind. I’d hate to think Bart and Domonic have told the entire town about what I hide behind my clothes.

“Might I ask who you’re waiting for?” Paul queries.

My eyes narrow, and my gaze travels over him with mild interest. He’s trimmer than Domonic. Not as heavily muscled. “You might ask, but I might not say.”

He chuckles, the laugh lighting up his entire face and crinkling his eyes. He’s actually pretty damn cute.

Blue eyes twinkle as he studies me, taking in my hooded sweater and then locking in on my neck. Smile faltering, he swears, “Jesus Christ.”

I put up a finger, “Don’t!”

noticed the bruises, even with my hoodie completely zipped

him trying to let it go. The angry tap of his foot is shakes the table until I send him a wavering

say. “So, I just would

stiffly, his eyes going back to my neck for a long moment. “Understood.” With a sigh, he looks around us as if watching for someone. “So, listen, if you still need work, I

him, holding up my coffee. “So, this magic brew belongs to

“It does.”

for the offer, but

wide with shock.

did. And for that I will forever be grateful. Because he did it before seeing

If it had been up to me yesterday, I would have welcomed you with open arms and an offer to take you out to dinner. But Domonic – he’s different. I

okay guy, sure. “So, what does that mean – do you all own the bar,

it, but Bart

the four of you, Bart is the only one with even an ounce of raw chivalry.” No wonder they

“I’m sorry if it felt that why.” Leaning forward, he dips his head in shame. “So, you’re staying above

but apparently it needs to be renovated, so Domonic has graciously put

His eyes narrow. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s weird,” he quips.

be

help you. In fact, he was very clear about

“Is… that…right…”

DOMONIC

from Florida. Her father disappeared when she was just a baby. Her mother then became a stripper to support her little girl. After a few years doing that, she married, but never changed her name. And for some reason it’s taking a while to retrieve a copy of the marriage certificate, but I should have it by tomorrow afternoon.

“So, she’s Italian.”

“Yes, looks like it.”

might still be out

into him

has such beautifully

Rainier laughs, “What?”

I still don’t want her here,

– who the fuck are you

have beautiful skin, Domonic. Yesterday you said you wanted

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