The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates

Chapter Thirty–Two

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I take a deep breath and clutch Domotic’s hand a little tighter in my lap. Questioning the decision I just made to talk about Marcus and Leo. This might be a mistake. Theres no way of knowing how Domenic will react to everything Thave toy. When I tell Domonic everything about them, he might call me crazy. He might not believe any of it afterward. Because who and what they are is almost as acmuch of a nightmare a the things that Marrun did to me.

Do you want something to drink? Demonic asks gently, letting go of my hand and being from the sofa.

I nod as he goes around the space locking does and flipping the sludes closed. “Something strong please, I request, taking the remote rate; ride nurse on the television. For some reason, I don’t want to turn the damn thing all. It’s almost conferting to have it on, strange as it may seem.

Domenic returns with a tumbler full of whiskey in his hand and I take it gratefully he sits next to me. Stroking my legs once again with hand, he soothes my nerves with his touch.

I take a large gulp of the busing amber liquid and wince against the taste. The begin. “Marcus Angela met my mom when I age or so, I smile sadly, thinking of the woman I loved so much. She was so in love with him. He would pick her up and take her on best clubs in Miami. He quented her for about a month bedre he asked her to marry him I sigh. “Even though I was young, I thought thats what she wanted.”

the

I take another deep drink of the whisky, allowing the alcohol to create the false sense of bravery I was going to need to talk about my mother. Domonic remained completely quiet, just listening. His hand securely clasped on one bare thigh

“At first, everything was fine. I mean, he was nice enough to me. His son, Loo, was my age. We moved into his place near the marshes. A big old that best had been in his family for generation. I didn’t really like it there. The place was too big, but I managed. I had my own room and it was nicely decorated. Lisa mostly Left to himself, but even then I could sense something in him. I could tell he didn’t really like me or my mother, but Marcus had him pretty well trained, lau bever spoke out against any of us.” I take another drink and a long deep breath, smiling slightly when Dortonic squeezes my leg in reassurance. It wasn’t until my mother began to get sick, that things started to change.” My body shudders as my mother’s frail, som body flashes before my eyes. “I was fifteen. She collapsed one moming while serving breakfast. That was the first time Marcus showed any hint of what he truly was. Because I caught the look in his eye when she did. He looked annoyed with her. But thankfully, he never let it show with my mother. He started taking her to the doctor and feeding her supplements. Some that I had never seem or even heard of. It was strange. Her medicines would come in the oddest black bottles

“Black bottles?” Domonic questions, his eyes going daik

“Yes,” I say, “They looked like regular prescription bottles–I mean they appeared to be other than the color. But the names of the medicines were so weird and because they never let me go with them to the doctor, I had no idea what was even shong with my mother, Every time I asked, I was told to let the grown–ups handle things and that was that. But by the time I was sixteen, it was clear to me that my mother was dying. I just figured it was some sort of cano or something. 1 did my best to shut it out of my mind. Maybe if I hadn’t–maybe if I’d questioned this more she might still be here,” I shake myself. I know where that road leads and I promised myself long ago, I would stop doing that to myself

Con, Domone prompts.

ever saw her,” I gulp. “Then one night, I was sleeping in my room and I

leg and I meet the anger in his eyes.

and his silver

to relax

but i

he is struggling. ‘Should I stop?

shakes his head, not

him above my bed, smiling down at and telling me how beautiful I was. It was creepy as hell, but I didn’t want to upset my mother so I kept it to myself. It want I was seventeen, right before my mother died, that things escalated.” I shiver when I picture the way Marcus looked that night the desire in his eyes- the threat there. “He started touching me more intimately started having me- I shudder, “-do things for him. It got so bad that I started picking different room to sleep in. It worked for a little while, until he realized what I was doing sigh, downing the rest of the liquor. Then I picked the wrong room. I close my eyes, willing the tears away. “I noticed une day, when I was searching for hiding places, that the house had a basment with a cut. So I hid down

Memory Sequence

down the steps in tune with the pounding of my heartbeat. I heard the door lock as he entered the space and I began to tremble in the cot, beneath the old dank blankets I was using. “Three to hand it to you. This is

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best place for

toward me and I knew he knew i there, but still

you want to know

and chair next to the net. He is dying? Don’t you want to know why she won t last

down the Hankets slowly. Perring

hlas in the old arm chair and putting his

appraind freshly washed

beard, neatly trimmed. “Come and sit

my head,

eyes flashed angrily. Then I can just punish you and you

already knew. So I got up and did as told. My stomach led as I sat there, his

eyes. “I thought I would change her. I thought… he could change her. After all, he was change my son.” He shifted me off his lap and I stared at him. What the fuck was be talking abur” “Take off your pants,” he demanded, stroking Hinself beneath jeans. When I didn’t move, he reached out and did it for me, taking my panties down with them. I trembled as he tugged me back down