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

cracking that way had to have been

of that crunching, cracking, popping, sound

My eyes

elongated hands and oddly thin wrists. The flesh 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

been, because Domonic

this jachtend Demonic drove a healthy

did it. Michael’s fear

that emotions are that powerfully connected to a shifter’s transformation?

Probably

swearing in pain and I wonder was this what she was crying about back then? Was she

hike the change, but could it be there

people can make the change

tainting our lives. Staybet don’t have so much to do with age, but more to do with genetics. I wonder… was Mängun ham a panther shifter or did the good doctor change him into what he is the way he did Lee,

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Chapter Forty

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

toward the case. And by whatever

I step away from him and back into the siting room. Heading straight for the bar I

did

shiver and pour myself a tall shot of tequila. Toing it back without hesitation, I share through the fruit bowl in search of a fire, fest in case I need

shot.

me too,” Koda’s

see he’s still not dressed, however his magnificent chest is

then pour three more shots. Two for you and one for me,” I say, doing my best

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

men. All

maybe, put some clothes on?”

then disappears back into the kitchen Witching