The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Fifty–Five

***Trigger Waming – Strong Language and Depictions of Sexual Assault ***

DOMONIC

By the time I reach the shore, the boat in gene. I shift in mid–air and stream helplessly at the sky.

Dom!” Quinn’s voice is at my back.

I hardly look at him, my eyes are trained on the fog. I can still hear the boats engine, so I know they arent that far from short. The motherfucken thing and I can’t afford to swim in the wrong diction in this storm.

“Are you healed?” I snup, turning to look at his naked torso

He nods as my eyers study him.

“Wheres Koda?” I s

“Here” Koda replies, materializing in the fog befund mar

Despite the stand off we just had in the packhouse, he still chose to follow me: Good, Maybe I’ll forgive his bullshit after all. But I have to wonder if he took the time

to explain anything to Emily before he raced after me. Not that it matters. Its not lấy she has a way off this land. Who would she tell anyway? Ca

Quin, I hiss. I need you to clip into that tree and see if you can spot the house. With the waves the way they ar, he wont be traveling very fast,

What

Je you going to do? Quinn stupa.

The only thing I can do,” Itay. “Swim after them

Quinn nods, burning to race up the priest tre

Im coming with you, Koda

1. od. “No fucking shit you are.”

DRAVEN

I wake up in the bed of Marcus houseboat. I know it well. He bought it i to the bed framme.

alive. My arms are crossed above my head and my wsts are b

belted

Can I get an Anen? – and the caben is empty. There are no

On Gad

Dann it. Somehow Leo got past Quinn. Or else, Leo killed him. The latter is not a thought I care to accept. Because if he did? And he tells mur

find me? How will be know where to look?

this moment that I nearly sob with helpless fury.

The con Where

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Chapter Fifty–Five

Holl walks right in. “Ah, you’re

at him.

than I

you’re even

is that became you’ve been out here in Washington

snap

clicks his

tongue, shaking

50%

to the plant little ran

Then thinking of Mars, I smile. “Did you know, your daddy’s in all–fi

rolling off of him like old skin, Walking further into the

her sniffs

glare at him, kicking my legs

he bears close. Whatever the fuck

it. A mongrel has been inside of you be hisses, his eyes dashing yellow, and despite my bravado, I tremble with fear. He notices this and grin. “That better. Shot your stupid bitch mouth for a while. You ll he plenty of time to scream and shout when I’m fucking you tonight and tearing up your womb, Or maybe. 111 just have you

shake my head. If you put your worm anywhere near my mouth Il bice

hand twitching

and do my best

pump tight, enlarging. As he ing? His voice comes out garbled as his neck begins to thicken “Who did you open your legs for, bitch? Which one? Or was it all of them? The rest of his shirt tear and he reaches up with his clawed hand to

doing?” I

taller than his father and quite

doubt that his panther much the same.

than my father.” He smiles, reaching out his hand to place a claw at my throat. Thave more control over my shift than he does. He dips his claw downward, catching it on the collar of my sweater, just above my chest. “Some might even call me a natural. He winks. “Now I asked you a question, asses, tugging sharply on

to control my breathing because I can see it turning him on. The look in his

wolves did

then it may be days before Domenic finds me 1 need

Mbele pretend?

me as much as your father does.”

the sides of my top

And why

wear a lyu

there with them. Aep you going to