The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates

Chapter Sixty

Ja Emily and I come down the stairs the unmistakable sound of two people arguing the up the ball. I can hear multiple voices shouting profanities that bonne off the glass walls to rest between my ears, triggering a sense of urgency in me that ignites something i to maternal instinct in my blood.

The

diting? 1 ask, glancing hark at Emily before running down the renting steps to come to a screeching halt inside the living room

Quinn on his back and Roda on top of him slamming his Est

Quinn’s face. Bart, Grant, and Lief are standing back and watching like

things idions. Why aren’t they stopping this? Fury age inside of me at the sight. This is not night. This has to stop

The peto of fear that falls from Emily’s lips is what does it for me.

I shout so loudly the sound rings through my ears. “Stop

that NOW!

To my surprise

• of them Eierses. Even Koda whose rig is in d swing–stops to stumble back and away from Quinn on the ground

“Base racks into a grande ashes toward me, his arms open for a lug

I hold my hand out, stopping him mid–stri

pping over broken pieces of the coffee table, I make my way toward

at the center of this cus

Cueto tell me what the fuck is going on here? Is “Since when are you both sole?

Koda is seething, but he says nothing as he exits the room, storming out the back doer and into the storm

“Where the hell is he going?” 1 scap.

Quinn, his lips bloody and his face all as my own, gins at me from the ground. “Just a little brotherly love, my queen

“Senously?” I hiss. “You better get up to your room and stay there so that you don’t have to explain yourself yes again,” I say, throwing my head back in a gesture toward Emily

“Right,” he says softly before lifting himself effortlessly off the floor and onto the

that he can envelope me in his arms. Tm so glad

chuckle. I don’t actually, but

their litle boxing match

should,” Limbles and eye him warily.

Grant says with approval, his smile widening as

quizzically, my gaze traveling over the room. “Should I ask what they were Echting about or do I even want to know?

states and taking a seat on the sofa and searching

this mess up first and Emily and I are

dark twinkling. So nice

the hardly paying attention. Her eyes seem fixed on the backdoor, her und stuck at least I think–ep the wood that

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My bedroom light is on and two feminine shadows play over the shades. I smile to myself as I realize I know tactly which one is Draven and

a world out there in which wouldn’t recognize the sexy the

way the m

from down here on

the storm let up an hour ago. Right at the same moment that Gryffin and I come to an express understanding. I gave him the information I had on the good doctor and Marcus and he allowed me to recruit Tadoes for guard duty tomorrow night. She could be arriving by boat tomorrow afternoon and would remain on

is sitting at the edge of the wharf, a lit cigarette in his mouth as he stares hauntingly out

you get my message? I ask. Referring to the group text I sent to all pack members save for him. His old phone and my old phone were lost at sea with our

nods. “Grant told me. Did you bring me a

device to him over my shoulder as I tie up the boat. “I heard you got into with Quinn,” I remark, coming to stand behind him, my eyes scanning

and I dont particularly feel like prying tonight.

at the station.

the bar,” he says softly, taking another hit of his

[hiss. “What did Bartlett say? No, I

can’t tell Draven “no- any more than you can.”

my plan is to make sure she doesn’t ask to stay. My plan

Then, “Did you smell

that fact.“Where are you going to sleep

he nods. “I’ll take the

house slowly, my mind struggling with what I’m going to have to do to get Deaven to leave. As far as I know, she doesn’t realize that she’s my mate. She doesn’t even know what a mate is and I need to keep it that way, But tonight, I’m going to lay with her one last time and try to burn the memory of the

you mark her, she’ll heal faster and be stronger.

eyes of all shifters. Any wolf that encountered her after, would know she belonged to an Alpha. It would also alter her chemical make–up. Making her human body stronger, faster… more dazzling. If that last part is geen possible. She’s pretty fucking incredible already. My mark would also let me know the moment she was in danger. It

might keep her that much safer after she

and in theory, it should carry for up to fifty miles. So should I ever

is depressing enough to crush into my chest like a knife twisting of the inside of

as a gift after I push her out. But I have a plan

our being apart, would increase tenfold. Or so I’ve