The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Thirty–One

THOMONIC

I stare at my house from the driveway, tuning in to all the sounds around the yard and the sounds filtering out through the walls of the house. The place is basically soundproof–well at least it is for humans. But for wolves not so much. In what I en tell, Draven doesn’t sound angry, I can hear her laughing with the guys al they trade stories about the stupid shit that goes on inside of the Sherif Station from time to time. I am surprised as hell that one of those voices belongs to Keda

Maybe they coined her that she has nothing to worry about?

Maybe, at maybe, they were able to bring her down from the ledge?”

Ha! Something tells me she’s saving the explosion for when I step through the door

And the longer it takes me the anger she is probably becusing

Fuck it. Here goes nothing.” I say to myself climbing out of my car and strutting up the will then through the back door.

They all fall silent as I enter, every poor of eyes going straight for Draven. She sits with her legs drawn up on the sofa, her dainty little feet tucked under her ly

Son–of–a–burch those are the litle shorts.

HE

She does not look up. Her pazt is locked on the television in front of her. Quin’s eye catch mine and he shakes his head minutely as if to say, stay cal my head back, trying Back you, My attention falls on the other two assholes in the men who still have yet to look my way. Draven a sandwiched bet Lean who dont move at all, not even to smile.

What the fuck?

I shake

Rod and

I stomp toward my fridge and yank out a beer, popping the top diff with my one hand I thug the entire bottle to the head. This at least, grab their attention. They know I only drink that way when I’m about to lose my temper

counting yesterday with Draven on

of them are sat and settle in front of Draven. She miser, cold, frosted

screen,” she

and I will my muscles to relax as a growl begins to form deep with my chest. They are way too close to her and my first instinct is to rip them way. And they know this – they fucking know this, but they re playing this out for her For Draven. The one girl no one thould be touching but me. My body wants to change. The desire becoming so great that I can feel the hairs on my neck standing attention would not do to expose the truth of my existence right at this precise moment, and I know

About facking nur

he leaves. Not even to say goodbye. Logan heads for the back door as he is still staying

angrily, glaring at his back

a bit, Quinn,” I growl, staring down at Draven as she huts in arroyance, turning up

Quinn agrees. “I think I do

her, waiting until we are completely alone to snatch the remote

She snaps, pouting her lips

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Chapter Thirty–One

wet and I want to bite them so badly that my teeth

quietly, taking a seat as close to her as possible

to scoot away from me but I grab her arm as gently as possible, tugging her anfly so that

what you do,” she seethes.

you are mine

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at the side of her face, my chest begins to ache. Her midnight black hair falls around her like a curtain, and her breasts are heaving dept the blank lock in

as her eyes.

I know

over the bare skin of her leg. “I didn’t touch that bitch.

face me and can see the turmoil in her

on the phone with you and said that