The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates

Chapter Forty

“Koda 1 yello, en wice cracking. Reaching for the wall, I me it to pull my army feet.

If he were he would say se

ist as I am about to shy phone from poket, a pair of hare, caramel tinted lent steps to the pool of blood in the kitten, M. yes tha muscular arm draped in swirls of black ink pushes the swinging door completely open. Kodos beiving chest is coverd in blood, his Lark blue i amusement as he stands there. That signature smirk of his, firmly in place. Thank Go One arm remains behind his back, the drip of Mood podd

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“You couldn’t answit me? Cat had your tongue, or what? I tipe and he chuckles. Twas worried for you, idiot,”

Koda shrugs, sauntering by me and maneivering his hand so I can’t see what it is he holds

You killed him, didn’t you? | shinger and be freezes nichtride.

out onto the deck

With his back to me, he mods, then continues up the steps and out onto

Something tells me that the snap I heard before was Michael’s neck. And the thing that Koda was holding behind his back–the thing that was dripping Blood – must have been Michaels head

the body? No.

Do 1 want to peek into the kitchen and see the body? No. Not really. But for some regain I can’t help myself

The moment I step into the mess hall 1 regret it. Michael’s body does in fact kay lifeless on the floor. But his limbs appear strangely stretched. Like he must have smitted into some kind of half–state at that’s not the worst pa. Aside from the open neck wound which is still trickling with blood, his backrests on the heels of his feet. Ha entire body has been folded in half at the hips.

Holy shit these wolves are arrang

must have pushed me out into the hall and snapped Michael in half all in the 1 beard. So, not his neck after all huh? Nevermind, that his head is in fact, mi

spine cracking that way had to have been that

memory of that crunching, cracking, popping, sound drives

My eyes

of his skin tagged with gray. Noting the stretch of his nails coming up over the edges of his frores, I realize it a as if he was trying to for

Domonic was

on this jachtend Demonic drove a healthy dase of

that was what did it. Michael’s fear of losing

that emotions are that powerfully connected to a shifter’s

Probably

her skin nearly trasalarms. My mind tracks back to those nights that I heard her swearing

my mom was too old to hike the change, but could it

the change and some people can’t

She was Bt and fall of life prior to ham tainting our lives. Staybet don’t have so much to do with age, but more to do with genetics. I wonder… was Mängun

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Chapter Forty

Marcus was bom a shitter it would make sense that his son her to possess the

And

one last look at Michaels corpse, I step away from him and back into the siting room. Heading straight for the bar

what he did with the

share through the fruit bowl in search of a fire, fest in case

shot.

one for me too,” Koda’s voice waves into my

however his magnificent chest is

into the lime, then pour three more shots. Two for you and one for me,” I say, doing my best to keep my eyes from

I watch him do the same. One after the other he knocks them

men. All of

clothes on?” I ask

kitchen Witching him mop up the blood