The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Thirty–Four

DRAVEN

“What?” I snap. “H–here?!”

Domanie’s arms lock around me as I begin to struggle, my eyes going straight to the shaded windows, yelp of fear leaving my mouth.

“Doven,” he couses, trying to get my attention, but my mind is instantly on other things. Like Ase lid Marcus figure out where I’d gone? And how long do I have before he comes for me?

“Let me go, I hiss, fighting against the bands of muscle wrapped around me. I have to go!”

“Draven,” he snaps, the timbre of his voice rising as he clamps his hands around my face to meet my eyes. “I need you to listen to me. Please

I shiver, the sight of his handsome face causing me to whimper. I don’t want in hurt

I know you think you can protect me,” I say, shaking my head. “But you can’t. No ongan.”

“I can,” he insists. “I promise you. Please, relax. I have eyes on him right now. He’s not going ampare in any form without me knowing. Please, uy and relax.”

Strangely enough, the statement does soothe me a bit. Telling me that I’m at alone this time. Reasoning somewhat that Dominic isnt the only muscle bound meathead looking out for me. There are eleven others, just as dedicated. And that’s not counting the lion shifter he was telling me about.

at the same time I don’t consider any of them expendable nor do I want them in danger because of me

“You have eyes on him?” I ask, “What the hell does that mean? You’re watching him?

He smiles, gracing me with those devastating dimples of his and forcing me to bite my lip

“Gryffin and the rest of his pride are keeping tabs on him for the moment,” he says, nothing my hair back. 1 don’t want you to worry about a thing.

My eyes bulge. The rest of his pride? Are you talking like a–lion pride? Like there are more of them? More ahers?”

lle sights, nodding, his jaw ticking. “Yes. Of course there are. There are shifters all over the world. Many different kinds.”

living in a world with actual monsters prowling around me? How common is this?”

not all monsters,” he

said something to hurt him when I’ve done no such thing. My gaze narrows, my thoughts taking a dangerous but as I note the clench of his fists, the drop of his eyes. Reaching for the whiskey bottle, he

ask. He gazes at me and I note the soft sadness of his eyes, but he doesn’t over my question

in? Maybe. Who know, but the longer 1 stare at him the more I see his silence as an awer in and of itself. Domenic pulls out his phone and his thumbs

is

you known about then?” I repeat,

bright with fire my way. “All my life,” he hisses and

remind me of that enormous wolf’s eyes. The red-brown wolf. The one that outside when he was in the middle of the goddamned night. The one le

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truping out.

train and gone. He’s file’s strong. He… up. Well,

love the way

of those mensters. Those… beasts,

the

did. My stupid stubborn s just had to stay where I wasn’t

this town! Some of them have

cry. Dont be afraid of me. Please

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you?” I whimper, steeling myself for what was coming

slowly toward me, ises his hands as one would when

But not inval

a silly, weak, stupid human girl who apparently never stood a

said you have secrets too,”

he whispers, his eyes sparkling

backdoor open and shut and I know without looking that it’s Quinn or one of his other friends. I realize right away that Dononic probably texted them to come and help hold me here in

And will!!

From him?

“Do you still want me

sounds behind mf,

I ask

his as falling toward his

will,” I

me something that I’m not quite ready to hear.

rigid and his eyes shoot past my shoulder, to Quinn. “Give us a minute, Domonic says and I hear Quinn truding