The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates

Chapter Forty–Eight

DRAVEN

“So tell me this” I start, taking a seat on the white leather ottoman in front of the toda. “What’s the big secret behind the full moon!

Quinn sighs, glancing up at the ceiling as if worried about the girl, Emily, bearing in “You trally should ask Domonic.

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I groan, feeling the urge to pull out my hair. “Imaking you And if you to wanted about the girl, don the. Shes soaking in a hath that I ran for her myself. Like some kind of fucken mother hen.‘ I roll my eyel

Quinn smiles, “You know. If you were to stick around here and he with Demand? That’s exactly what you would be

I slant my eyes at him, curious, “What do you mean if I stick around here? I sure as hell don’t plan to leave. I like this place. In you prys. 1., bie Why would I leave

His dark eyes lower, filling with something akin to sadness. “I don’t know. It’s just

sucks in a deep breath and glances out the window–Dom

Tucker heartless sometimes. He does things to protect himself that I think will end up doing him more harm than good.”

My eyes arts. “What Linds of things?”

Im trished” Emily’s voice flits down the stairs and the soft thudding of her dainty et follow

1.” Phias, pointing at him. “We are not finished talking about this.

He nods, standing up to lock eyes with our guest. “Hello Emily, I’m Quinn,”

She smiles, “Hi” Her eyes scan the room, then fall on the lone plate of boron and as the dining table. “Is that-”

“For you.” I answer. “Yes. Yes it is. He yourself. We ate while you were in the back

“Thank you,” she says softly, taking a seat at the dining table and shoveling the food to her mouth.

“Get her some jaire,” This at Quinn who is openly staring at her.

||| think I’m in love,” he whispers.

0h for Pets sake! I slap

up his arm. Juice. Now before the chokes!”

He nods and walk into the dining area contemplating on how best to approach the ject Roda mentioned to me before he left. By the time I seat myself next to her, she’s already done. More?” ask with a laugh.

“Please?” She grins, thanking Quinn as he sets a full tumbler of orange juice next to her plate.

“She’d like more Quinn,” I say. Then, “After you serve her seconds would you mind take care of that chore in the woods you promised to get done?

what feels like an

sat

know, Checking the trees for I smile

grips,” oh oh right! Leaves. Uh

“Thanks “Plaky,” Blaugh

then flips me off while heading into the kitchen far more

wrong with the leaves?”

tasks, lam arjora

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she is too precunes. “Hopefully nothing.” That’s all I can say. I don’t want

might be something hiding in them. Nope. Not doing

as Quinn sets her plate down in front of her,

the door in nothing but a pair of cotton

going out in the main like that?”

I say, lnghing to myself at the absurdness of my tema

sigh, before digging into her fool this time with rice class. He’s really

body. wrists have a couple of lang scratches and there are handprint neck Shr, Emily, um

wanted to thank him for looking

sky high. “Didn’t

when I was camping in the hills near Port Orchard. I had a pretty crazy fire going and he helped me

“Really?” I say “A month ago?”

it. But when I told him I didst have anywhere to go and trung to keep warm, he let

glare, “Then what did

bag. and a portable solar powered heater in the same spot I’d been sleeping in and-” She es a deep breath, well–I just know he had to

She’s like a pure, innocent, imbecilic angel. Or maybe she’s one those girls who has been treated like shit her entire

long lashes. I met this pry, said he’d take care of

Ecken pigs. “Is he the one that put those bruises

closes her eyes, nods. “Yeah,

mach a hand out for her to hold and am surprised when she

K

to stop. I b–bered him to But he–he-”

Take it slow, I tell her, sighing. “I don’t need all the details right

her tears with the luck of her sweater sleeve.

letle lamb. Where did she come

“Yes?”

old are you?”

in a

mind any

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