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-

shoving past me with a twinkle

Michal?

didn’t kill him

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 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

is he?” He cries

front of him, much like I

his eyes filling with fresh tears. “Do you think he’s

that? I plaster on a fake smile. 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 extra time giving a fuck about why someone chose to do the horrible things they did doesn’t seem like something that’s high

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as innocent as he claims to be,” Michael says chillingly, his ry taking on a strange feral glow, “None of us are,” he chuckles and then shakes himself as if surprised by his

What the fuck?

strange sharpness that seems to have

on a strangely different am Muscles contorting, knitting, coiling,

1 clamor up from the chair and back against the far wall,

octaves deeper than before. Help me!

Fuck that!

Koda 1 shout.

darting back and forth like a band bust untie

string the rope seems to be coming apart around him. The chair groaning against his weight. His eyes are

he hacken

1 hiss, stumbling back and away from him.

eyes go toward his feet and hands, 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

the mess hall swings open and Roda is standing there wearing only hiss and

gutteral voice

think he’s doing it on purpose!” I plea, scambling

upward in a snart. am going to kill you when I get free! I will tear you apart limb by limb and that will be the end of

Koda’s bare shoulder. “Half beast. He

shift my gaze back to

the look, the sight something is trying to jump out of his skin. His chair is bouncing

the hell?”

little creepy. His muscles are bulging and

its unstable