The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Twenty–Two

DRAVEN

The beast is staring at me with eyes like silver fire. Eyes that are almost a bit familiar. A wolf that big has got to be a male and this one studies me with the cool intellect of a human being. I and transfixed. My body frozen as the creature scrutinizes me. I can almost feel it’s gaze caress the exposed flesh of my legs through the glass of the large back windows. Then, as if noticing Quinn for the first time, the wolf growls inhis direction. His teeth are barred and ready to rip Quinn’s throat out. Snarling and snapping in his direction.

“Oh, shit, Quinn breathes. “Why don’t you go upstairs and put some sweats on Draven.”

I can’t move. “I’m sorry?”

The wolf taps the glass, his claws screeching, sharp and heavy against the window pane.

“Now!” Quinn snaps.

“I–I–I don’t want to move.”

“Would you rather I left you down here to get them for you?” Quinn chastises, with a slight turn of his head in my direction.

“N–no! I stammer, placing my cup on the island counter and backing out of the kitchen as slowly as possible.

The wolf’s eyes follow my every movement, his gaze steady on me as I scamper up the stairs.

Once on the landing I spin around and head for Domonic’s room to find a pair of pants.

Wait a minute! What the fuck? How the hell are pants going to help this situation?

“Don’t ask questions Draven,” I say to myself, grabbing a pair of Domonic’s sweats from his long dresser against the wall. Tying the knot in place, the fabric of the legs swirl around me, only going tight at the plump of my ass.

Gazing at the open doorway, I take a deep breath. I can’t leave Quinn down there with that ‘thing‘! That enormous monsterous predator.

flashes into my mind. The size of him in his true form

That bastard is

creature of nightmares. Something no one would believe he was should I

shake the memory off once again and descend down the stairs only to find

Holy fucking shit.

I thought Quinn was covered in

of things, Domonic’s muscles had muscles. I stumble down the last few steps, catching myself just before

dark eyes full of a strangely familiar anger, “Why are you awake?” His gaze seemed to assess my clothing, a

his deeply tanned

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the moan of pleasure the feel of

not cold?”

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No underwear the outline of his prominent

of God – he

if there hadn’t just

He nods.

was huge! You need to be more careful!” I ball my hands into fists and

–

by the time I walked up.” I shove at him, stepping by and knocking him in the groin with my

and I think I’ll be taking you up on that offer

on.”

head. “She was

and choking on the first sip when