The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Thirty–Three

DRAVEN

“Stop,” Doormic, says and I notice for the fint time that he in kneeling in front of me

1 gave di

– down at him, and I see that be is shaking with rage. Stop”

“Please,” Domenic, hisses. “Tust give me a minute.

eyes are cloud and his hands are locked on my

by thighs. The grip in anything but gentle and I can feel the fury radiating off ai bor,

I am trembling. Shivering really. My body coming back into itself in shake the horrible memory from my mind. He doesn’t believe me. He kicks i should have left out the part about Marcas changing About how his hand became a pawn of a beast. Of a panther. Maybe I should have t through at the hands of Margus and leo and not on the monsters the they are

But then I would be able to wam him of the danger

No. I had to tell him. He has to kouw what Marcus is. That way he realizes… these really isn’t any way to keep me safe. I’m… doomed.

“Y–you don’t believe me,” I say softly, a tear escaping my eyes to splash the top of he hand. “You think I’m crazy, don’t you?” I choke back a

His eyes snap open and be releases my legs to standl. ‘I do believe you. I do, he says she holds my stare. That me, I believe every word. I just need a moment ti collect myself. I dont want to snap your legs in hall from anger.”

As Domotic walks into the kitchen to grab his bottle of whiskey, I marvel at him. He doesn’t look afraid. But how can he not be? Knowing what I run from is an inhuman monster. Does he really think that a normal man like him, regardless of how many muscles he han, can fight off a beast? A morster?

He says he bees me. But does he really

Maybe he’s just taking the time to decide what to do with me. Maybe he’s trying to think of a way to get my crazy ass some help.

Hivi if he dies call someone, Fil just pretend I never said those things.

He doesn’t have any proof. 111 be damned if 1 get locked in some looney bin for speaking the truth.

Stipit Draven!

Domonic takes a deep swig of the battle in his hand and seats himself next to me “Come here,” he says, setting the bottle on the table. I need you on my lap.”

Han?

“W–why?” I stammer. Thinking for a moment that maybe he’s going to trap me there and have someone call a doctor

He sighs, then reaches over and pull me into his arms. “Because holding you calms my nerves.”

nose in my hair and takes a deep

sorry about the other night,” he says. “So sorry about the way I acted

demanded to know who I fucked last. When he accused of lying about

for that, remember, I, aching up

stare into my eyes. “I know. But

kiss him gently, taking his bottom pinto ay mouth as softly as possible

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worry. “What is it?”

his head. “Nothing,” he sighs 1 just–1 need you to krone that Ins a not afraid of him. I want you trust that I can

do believe you because

I say. “You don’t know what he is. I take a deep breath. “It’s more than just his hands that can change. There’s no possible way you can

namow, his muscles stram and lock around me. Lowering his head, he says “You

and he sighs.

“Well, h

he came

was.” I say with a laugh,

the fuck does Gryffin here to do with my

on my lips. As you well know, there are creatures in this world, who aren’t completely human.” My eyes harrow and I nod not sure if he s playing me or if he actually knows something. But what you don’t kn–in

Marcus is not good!,” I say trembling.

what I’m trying

Then what exactly are you trying to say?

tightly against his body. “Tell me this,” he starts. “When your stepfather

draw in a tight

tell, or I m from this place now and it

right them, he is everything I have ever wanted.

I’m going to tell him. I’ve only seen in changes twice.” I gulp.

shudders, his eyes going dark with an emotion I can’t read, “Chasing you,” he repeats in a low growl. “He fucking

body

from was that, Draven?‘ Then he lifts a hand to

telling me he already knows

only nods as if

the fuck is going on?

I said,” Domonic whisper, his hand threading through my hair. “Not all creat

trust that I will protect you.”

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“What are you not

nibble my lips,

secrets?” I gasp.