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-

softening. “Michael is still in the mess the informs me, shoving past me with a twinkle in his eye. “Maybe you can use him as a punching

Michal?

mean Domele didn’t kill him I

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 longer gapped, snotty tears have drenched the front of his shit. That seems to be the extent of the damage though, which is rather surprising. He hiccups when he sees me

is he?” He

front of him, much

eyes filling with fresh

Its Marcas he’s going to kill. Leo is as in as you say he is – then me hell be dne,” lie. I bighly doubt Demonic will be considering anything deeper than a stab wound should he happen upan Leo. He wont give a damn about feelings coercion. Spending

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ry taking on a strange feral glow, “None of us are,” he chuckles and then shakes himself as if surprised by his cun tone. “I–I’m sorry. I don’t know why I said that.”

What the fuck?

of the strange sharpness that seems to have end

begins to take on a strangely different am Muscles contorting, knitting, coiling, his smile widening. The rope binding him to the chair goes taut about his waist and

the chair and back

three octaves deeper than before. Help me! Untie

Fuck that!

Koda 1 shout.

him” Michael seethes, his tongue darting back and forth like a band

apart around him. The chair groaning against his weight. His eyes are slanting upward and inward. His face elongating

hacken

hiss, stumbling back and away from him.

which I’m happy to we are still completely normal. The few times I saw Marcus change, I noticed his 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.

mess hall swings open and Roda is

in a gutteral voice that is

he’s doing it on purpose!” I plea, scambling up onto my feet. neech help! Maybe”

gods is my direction as his nose pulls upward in a snart. am going to kill you when I get

It wam, grabbing for Koda’s bare shoulder. “Half beast.

and when I shift my gaze back to the chair I see that Michael is

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

hell?”

muscles are bulging and quiring.

with its