The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

DOMONIC

Glancing down at my phone I see I’ve been here for an hour and fifteen minutes. “Right. Go ahead, I have to get out of here too.”

After locking up my office, I am stopped at the door by Margo in her glittering silver stars and heavy make-up. Her body is on full display, and I mean full display. After all, she works here at the club and brings in a lot of customers. But I notice right away that for the first time since meeting her, my dick didn’t so much as twitch.

Damn it.

“Where are you going?” She asks, grabbing my arm to prevent me from hedging out the door.

“I’m busy Margo. I already told you that. Get out of my way.”

“Wait!” She purrs. “What about tonight? Can I come over. You left me pretty unsatisfied last night. Too busy with that bitch to take care of me the way you should.”

I have to laugh. This dumb bitch. “Margo, you are not my girlfriend. You know that. It would be best if you stopped coming over until the girl is gone.”

She narrows her eyes at me, crossing her arms under her heavy breasts. “What? Why?”

“Don’t worry about why. Just stay away for now.” Then I leave without so much as a look back.

When I arrive in front of the boutique, I am floored by the sight of Draven across the street laughing with Paul.

Motherfucken traitors. All of them.

DRAVEN

“There’s my ride.” I stand up and grab my bags the moment the Hummer appeared across the street.

Paul smiles, “Okay. So, I’ll see you tomorrow night then.”

I nod, “Yup. I’ll be waiting.”

I cross the street, rolling my eyes at the black windows of the Hummer.

You’re late douchebag.

and down my

over at Domonic, I see his gaze is locked on the cafe and on Paul reentering the building. He doesn’t so much

said half an

is clenched angrily, and his hand is white knuckled over

up? Are we

doesn’t speak, nor does he look away

“Domonic-”

you needed to go

front

“So, you’ve been across the street with Pretty Paul for

so. Isn’t he

turn toward me with a tight-lipped smile. Putting the car in gear, he studies the road ahead but makes no move to roll away from

did the two of you talk

not to help me. “Mostly we talked about how great a guy Bart is for hiring me even though you told him not to. In fact, despite you demanding that no

did they

away. He isn’t driving slowly this time, swerving around cars and running a

snap. “It’s still foggy you

weary sidelong glance. “You shouldn’t

I laugh. “What?”

said, he’s a player. He’s gone out with most

“Even Margo?”

“Yes. Even

I better cancel our date tomorrow night. I don’t want

stop in the middle of the road, causing my body to snap forward and

at him. “What is wrong with

his face lets on and it is all I can do not to smack

asshole!” I shout. “And now

remorse. “Shit. I’m

slowly and I unzip my hoodie so that I can massage my neck. It is stiff and painful where I touch it and suddenly, I am filled with rage. “I’m going to need to soak in a hot bath

breath as we pull into the back of

problem? You’ve got

control my temper. It’s just beginning to become more and more clear that nobody listens to

you’re the only one who didn’t want to help me.” I turn toward him as best I can with the stabbing pain at the back of my skull. “Who the fuck are you, the damn

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