The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Thirty–Six

DRAVEN

“Are wa sare you want to do this? Demonic asks me, his gray eyes scanning the dock then settling on his yacht,

The min has just barely set and alreach the sky is pitching imo blackness.

still a few cars in t

Rainer is standing with Koda, both of them leaning at the back of a dark gray Sy with the word Sherill written across it in light silver lettering. I can’t see amwone be from where I’m string inside the hammer and the windows of the SUV a pitch black. The dock isn’t quite empty yet. There parking lot. A couple is bounding a houseboot and a few vessels are just coming in

“Where is he?” I hiss, straining my eyes to try and make out any shape that might be in the backseat of of the vehicle. I thought you said they had him in rastody

Draven” Demonic snaps, taking one of my hands in his and reeling my attention back in

a nowching me

Gating down of his hand on mine I realize, he hasn’t touched me since I told him I wanted to mess work and cume along. Almost as if he was afraid to. I glare at

Nisu said they had him. You said he would be here

Heigh, letting go of my hand as I yark it toward my lap. “Maybe this was a mistake,

I scoff. “Oh no you don1. You asked me if I wanted to come! You can’t change your reind. It’s way too late for that.”

My body

s

h an emotion I cant rightly recognize. It’s almood half anxiety ball rage. But one thing is for sure, the doctor killed my mother, the doctor, no less. Whatever he was giving her to try and change her, he knew it was killing her. But did he stop? No. No he didn’t. And i have the chance to look that

in his eyes, I am going to and no one is going to stop k

“He’s on the yacht,” Domonic relents, his hand going out to grab my am as I reach the buckle of my seatbelt

fack are you doing?” I snap, pouring all the hate I have into the look I give him. “Let me go”

“Not until you listen to me,” he says. “I’m going to let you ask him whatever you way to him, whatever you need to say.

ning to want you up on deck.”

but when

In question him. He trails off

hake my head vigorously. “No, I don’t think so. There’s nothing that he would tell you that I don’t deserve in know, I want to be there. Please! 1

“Draven,” he snaps, reaching up so cup my face in his hands. His muscles are tight, he pupils dilating. “You need to understand something If he says anything to hurt you, or scares you in any way. I may not be able to control myself. If he makes me angry and I lose my temper

should wait

a chance in hell” he seethes. “If things don’t go the way you want them to

“Good,” I snap

if I lose my temper, then you might see

monster,” I nod. “Yeah. I figured. I’m actually sort of counting on it

backward, his hands dapping from my face. “What?

my eyes at him. “You’re

going up to squeeze the steering

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softening. I know

at me, his kuckles loosening from the stert

I don’t know, but I do see that.” I nod, then will my eyes,

as I study him. Pissed off oner again. ‘Im not a

his beat. Nora dog then. He closes his eyes and 1 unlock in seatbelt to lean his way, my hand stroking over the tense muscles of his thigh test on his package. He hes at my I feel income to life beneath my hand. “I’m not as stupid as I look, I put the puzzle pieces together all

gaze locking on my hand in his

of you. Do 1 have a reason to

his entire body

he hisses tuming his face

hair to pull my body toward his. My palms slide over his exp chest muscles, then my nails scratch the back of his nock as he growl. He takes one of my hands away from his neck to guide back down toward his lap. presses his raging

beast,” he hisses and I grin against his

apart, panting. Rainier is tapping on the window, a

aljusting his pants. Rolling down the window, he groans, “We coming”

he and Boda climbing onto the yacht.

ask. I figure thing

to be sum.

Derbe in my pack. And you’ve met

push out, with sudden clarity. My sweet has

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Demonic Laugh “Yes,”

51%8

I say, shaking my

tell you, but it can wait

gigantic bulge that seem to puhe beneath his clothes going

around to my side. I step out and he clasps my hand in his, quiding me toward the yacht. Once we’re boded, I wait next to Koda and Rainier while he starts the engines and we set out into the dark of the sea. It’s fogey in hell out here and nearly impossible to see the

to me, grinning bom ear to ear. “You and I haven’t had much time to talk,” be begita.

squint at him. He’s handsome, I guess. A little too regular looking for me, but

1. nearly pitch black, and so is his hair.

wonder what color of

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and I can see