The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Fifty–Two

DOMONIC

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I race toward the docks at a dangerous speed. Sliding through the rain without any oterm for use or anything on the streets. Once I pull into the parking lot, 1 see Koda outside the main office talking to the dockmaster so I park and head over.

There was a boathouse a few nights ago. A real fancy ton, Dockmaster P

Parks is srying as I walk register his vessel. By the time I went outside to get his signature, he was gone. But as ask around and see if any of the boys remember the name of the dama

He stopped and bought some food and fuel. But he didn’t thing–causes I don’t remember it.”

“What did he look like? Koda asks.

The old man squints his eyes, nodding at me in greeting. He was young. Bout twenty. With a scruffy black beard and shoulder length boo Sort of a yellow–brown. He was big too. A little shorter than you Dom, but not by much.” The old man sighs, “He didn’t tip nobody neither looking. Didn’t smile even once.”

“Thanks Parks,” Koda says, turning toward me. Give me a ring if you spot

but whatever you do – don’t try and detain him.”

Is he dangerous?” P

Parks hisses.

I nod. “Yes he is”

“You boy going out in the water?!”

We’re pulling out in the powerboat though. Can you tie the yacht up for me?” ask, my attention locking on the fog rolling in and the turbulent waves offshore hinting that the storm is far from over

Course I can. That’s what I’m here for. Be careful out there. No one should be out the water bonight.”

Thanks for your concern,” I tell Parks as Koda and I walk toward pier twelve,

We step slowly, the rain coming down hand mer both of us as we silently scan the train. “Who was that message from Koda? I want to know and I want to know

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Koda shrup, “Quinn.

I say, climbing aboard one of the three vessels we have docked. “Are you sure the girl isn’t in on anything with Lea? Because you’re the one that left her there

him carefully as his shoulders sense and he works for control. If I didn’t know better, I’d think I just pissed him off. He’s so angry, I can see his claws begin to curl out from his hands.

a flash of fangs before he schools his eatures. His face melting back into

I think I

he growls

I feel weight shake the boot and spin around is

coming with you, he

to be stationed at the

voice. “I called Grant. He’s ready on his way.

in his gaze looks a whole hell of a

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shrugs, mosing past me to lip the comentible cover closed, shielding un from the rain. “We should get going. Soon we will have a visibility

key, “en you on duty?” Iure, terring

grabbing the dash as we hit by a particularly nasty swell.

my mate?” I side–ee him, watching for any shift in his features, but he doesn’t so much

Why else he says,

of talking these days, More than he

BRAVEN

of these windows! I say to Emily, my face pressed up against

to show back up. But every time I glance toward the wharf is

sooo mocy to relax around the ? She comments, studying the brick mantle on one side of the

one at his house either.” My eyes shoot to where Quinn is busily cutting onions for

Yes my queen!”

laugh. “Is there a fireplace in this

knife and grabbing for the towel hanging on the wall, wh what? Hests, wrapping his

gonna explain the when it heals

yourself dufus?”

falling on Emily. “Nah. It’s just a scratch. What were

have a