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 growls.

done no such thing. My gaze narrows, my thoughts taking a dangerous

body trembles, my muscles quivering with fear. “Are any of them wolves?” I ask. He gazes at me and I note the soft sadness of his eyes, but he

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

fuck is he texting?

repeat, gritting my

finishes his past, then pockets his phone. Raising silver eyes bright with fire my way. “All my life,” he hisses and I nearly crumple to the ground.

when he was in the middle of

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The truping out.

me on the train and gone. He’s file’s strong. He… up.

love the way

of those mensters. Those… beasts,

on the verge

stupid stubborn s just had to stay where I

Some of them have to be

he interrupts my thoughts. Please, don’t cry. Dont be

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whimper, steeling myself for

when approaching a frighened animal. An animal…

But not inval

who apparently never stood a chance of getting away

too,” I spit,

do” he whispers, his eyes sparkling

friends. I realize right away that Dononic probably texted them to come and

And will!!

From him?

“Do you still want me to leave town?”

mf, but I ignore him

I ask arain..

freezes inhis steps, his as falling toward his sides. His gaze

will,”

to reason a way out of this. Out of him telling me something that I’m not

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