The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Fifty–One

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The moment Marcus comes to be charges at me and tries in shift. Unlike Doc Vas, I left Marcus unchained, because I just dust find him to be much of a threat. A -becnie he’s not a pure shiter, and I doubt he has mastered many of the natural takes as per shifter possess. I–because he’s still weak from the tranquilisers we pumped into his and is not at full strength And C–bese him to attack me. The hate I feel for him is so powerful. It beer foto

rip him apart if he’s not chained to the wall

The idiot stumbles directly into the line of my knife and live for lang path to his right side. As his shift goes awry,

3, his poses fade back into hands and lis fangs retract completely.

Bastard, he hisses from the ground.

grin at him, baring my teeth and licking him in the shoulder as 1 swipe my krule aling his other side. His blood begins to pool on the conne heaves estatically with pain.

I study the man for a moment while he bleeds. He’s tall, with a muscular build and head full of black hair and bead to match. The faint lines that power dark amber eyes are the only real signs that he is a day over forty, He’s actually not bud looking. But despite his commonly cheming features, I know what he in done – I know what kind of twisted fuck he is inside. So I lick him a couple more time in the stomach, junt a piss him off. You know, get his blood pumping a bit.

Did you know that the faster you breathe, the faster your blood pumps out?” I ask him

Hepples. I know who you are,” he snaps. “You’re that dirty mongrel who stole my mate.”

I have to laugh at that. I can’t help it. The man is delusional. “Your mate? Really? You slang rapist fack. First of all, I hiss, “Lab rats don’t home mates, Shitters have males. He tries to stand and I kick him again – this time in the face. A load cracking found echoes down the hall as the back of his skull meets with the brick of the walls, 1 kneel in front of him and whisper, “You? Are not a real shaber… and Draven Ifly mate. Not yours. The only connection you will ever he to her again – is through met

it! Her mother give her to me

and kick him

you want, but it’s true. Isabella loved me. She didn’t want me to be alone after she died. He grins, his teeth coated with blood. “But if I’m being honest–Draven’s

him by his throat and knee him in the groin. He goes down in

say softly. Tim not going to kill you today. Im going to take you apart one piece at

but it comes out as more of a grunt of

some bad news, I play the tip of my knife near his chin and study his gaping

his panic as his eyes bulge and he gases down the

sold you and your son put and I set him free by

stretches and his mouth falls open wide enough to swallow my dick when he yells, “Van

into the hall and shut the retal bar, kicking him bork inside. He told me about your son About how much he hates

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again he attempts to shift,

even told me where

shouts, “He doesn’t even know where

shrug. “So you mean to tell me that Leo dat

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right then tha kod was right about the

He did–didn’t know that!

there’s one thing this bastard cares

him, showing my fangs. “You’re right. He shouldst and he didn’t. I only suggested it

snaps, “I never said that!”

hiss, You didnt have to. Enjoy the rest of

button to head back up. Wait!!! The doors close against the sound of his bedog and