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

me in his arms. Tm so glad you’re okay. I wish I had been allowed

actually, but Im

their

should,” Limbles and

she did,” Grant says with approval, his smile widening

somewhat quizzically, my gaze traveling over the room. “Should I ask what they were Echting about or do

and taking a seat on the sofa and searching for the remote

are going to get this mess up first and Emily and I are going to set the table and serve the

twinkling. So nice to meet you.

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

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Chapter Sixty

the time I make it back to the island it’s well after midnight. One glance up toward the house on the hill and I know Draven is still awake. My bedroom light is on and two feminine shadows play over the

but there isn’t a world out there in which wouldn’t recognize the

way the m

Just watching from down here on

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 the island to watch over the girls while the rest of us went back to

isn’t until I clinch from the yacht that I realize Koda is sitting at the edge of the wharf, a lit cigarette in his mouth as he stares

sent to all pack members save for him. His old phone and my old phone were lost at sea with our three–hundred–thousand dollar powerboat. The moment I picked up a new phone

Did you bring me a

coming to stand behind him, my eyes scanning the open water. The waves are calm. Not even a wisp of

me, which says enough. He doesn’t want to talk about it and I dont particularly

at the station.

he says

Bartlett say? No,

“He can’t tell Draven “no- any

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

Then, “Did you smell anything

my head no, still confused about that fact.“Where are you going

nods. “I’ll

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 way it feels to hold her into the flesh of

she’ll heal faster

of the living room. Marking her would do a number of things for her as well as for me. It would bond us. Essentially marrying us in the 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

my scent and in theory, it should carry for up to fifty miles. So should I ever want to see her. Tll just fly to Miami, track her sent, and watch her

depressing enough to crush into my chest like a

a gift after

the pain that I would experience, at our being apart, would increase tenfold. Or so I’ve heard.