The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1 No Mates

Chapter Thirty–Nine

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Let me go!” I his. “I don’t want to leave him!”

Koda’s arms close around me, sealing my back against his chest. I can feel the steady rum of his heartbeat as he maneuvers me down the compuniunway. The mun is much too calm for my liking

Howie Domonic do this!

“If you don’t let me go, lil bite you!” I screech, attempting to lower my teeth to his forearms

Koda laughs heartily, tossing me up over his shoulder like a sac of potatoes. Hauling the down the steps and into the state room, he tosses me onto the bed

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I snap, jumping up to show him in the chest, “Win is steering this dain thing?”

11s on autohelm. She’s steering hemel,” he says softly, his dark blue eyes twinkling with assement.

Autohelm? So we’re

We’re not just heading out

“Where are we going?” I ask, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves.

gns, Red Wolf Island.”

he hell is that?

I cant my head, “Where the hell is that?

He shrugs then spins around heading for the door. “You’ll be saly there

“What do you mean?” I startle, nunining past him to block the door. “Are you loving na on an island?”

shake his head. “No”

Hugging my arts to my chest, I shiver. “So the Domanie-

the informs me, shoving past me with a

Michal?

kill

main hall to stare at the swinging kitchen door. Taking another deep breath, I push into the space Michael sits the same as he did before. Trembling and shivering with fear. Although he’s no

is he?” He cries

him, much like I did before. “What did you

eyes filling with fresh tears.

me hell be dne,” lie. I bighly doubt Demonic will be considering anything deeper than a stab

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taking on a strange feral

What the fuck?

note of the strange sharpness that seems

contorting, knitting, coiling, his

are you doing?” 1 clamor up from the chair and

growls out in a voler three octaves deeper than before.

Fuck that!

Koda 1 shout.

call him” Michael seethes, his tongue darting back and forth like a band bust untie me

be coming apart around him. The chair groaning

hacken

God,” 1 hiss, stumbling back and away from him. “Whats wrong with you?”

hands always went first, Whatever is happening to Michael is different somehow. He is panting with the effort his body is making to expand while tied down. His face is stuck in an almost half shot. No fur nor teeth. Just a mutated human head.

swings open and Roda is standing there

a gutteral voice

on purpose!” I plea, scambling up

when I get free! I will tear you apart limb by limb and that will be the

is happening to him? It wam, grabbing for Koda’s bare shoulder.

eyes are glued to Michael and when I shift my gaze back to the

but without the fangs to complete the look, the sight something is trying to

hell?” hiss

little creepy. His muscles are bulging

with its unstable