The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Sixty–Five

DRAVEN

Surprisingly enough, Emily took the news better than I thought she would. 1 expected her to faint, or scream, or run from me, but she did none of the things Instead, she simply nodded, the quirkiest of smiles on her face and a look of near disbelief in her eyes.

“Emily,” I prompt. “Do you understand what I just told you? Koda is a wolf”

“Yeah–no–yeah, I get it. I mean, I understand what you do Lionesses eat?”

at you said of

coure Id“:

Surma around, putting her back to me. “What should I make for lunch? 1 mean = |

I glare at her rigid backside, wondering if maybe she’s in shock couldn’t say. Maybe we should ask them.”

“We eat what you guys eat,” Gayle

she enters from the backdoor and steps past the pantry. At least we do when we’re human.”

My eyes find hers and I grin. Im guessing your hearing is more exceptional

She nods. That’s an understatement. However, wolves have the trophy on

in that one as far as shifters go.

Wrong! Tardira disagrees, entering from the front

• house.”“”“You’re forgetting about Astonoo! Wir met him last year when he flew in on vacation.”

“Oh yea,” deyle chirps. That man was hot. Never thought bats were sexy until him.” Rie Laces me and nods. His hearing is second to none.”

I rap at the same time I’mily spins around

ever told as a child. “Are you telling mir that

taway I start thinking about Dracula and vampires and all the scary stories

Tardora chuckles. I mean · I guess you could call

“The also mjoys draining Hood

ing blood fro

Wh what? Emily ch

“But not for food,” Gayle winks. “Just for pleasure”

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bach for pleasure, Taedora

“Omigod,” Emily whimpers

to. Antonius is a shiter that changes from but to man, and

“Jesus Christ,” This

him off. He and I had a blast

man was way more into me than he

The, youre going to have to accept the

1. tried to mark me as

a swivel at I look back and forth between the two lionesses. “Mark you as his? What exactly does that mean?

my throat. “Oh that’s right, I almost forgot,” she clicks her tongue. “Dum did you dirty

the faint crescent at the line of my throat and her eyes sparkle, “but I assume he had his reasons.” Her eves Butter graciously. “You are his

“With shapeshifters, a mate is one’s other half. A perfect match gifted by

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Chapter Sixty–Five

one and poly

tiling my head in obedouin skepticism, “You know

is often called

a ton of werewolf books in her house.

more

glowers. He tried to eat mej

linn shifters, the mate bond in different. The miles been known to posess more than one mate, be it mule nt female. But for wolves, then it only one.” She shrugs, “Actually, not difters are like that. But for some reason, lion shifters are not. We can have multiple connection. Which is why it is

her female companion an obonus look of disapproval. “Were you aware that because you are mate

1 snort. “What

mate bood is special. It is that way for a reason.

coas “For instance, Gryff’s dad had two mates. Gloria had him and

‘I

each other. Still

Gayle pops

there’s never been a wolf shifter with two mates? Not ever?” I inquire, not completely sure how much of this information might be true. I mean – I’m su know what they’re taking about – but I would just feel better if Demonic was the one telling me

from the

with a frown. “But I

over the ocean.

turning away from us to stare out the

These dudes are weird about mates. The Red Wolf Pack is the only pack of Wolf shifters left in the Northwest and they run things

I ast

of her head. “You really ought to ask Dumonic about that. It’s one thing for us to tell you about our rules

Gayle’s right. We don’t want to upset anybody. I mean – this is the first time in five years

“Tar,” Gayle hisses.

“Enough about shifters. Who wants a drink?”

complain. “You never finished explaining about

the rest of us fullow her into the living

“Not vampires. Hat shifters. But, you think about it. That’s

for thou winged beasts. Gaple ways taking a pint of tequila from behind the bar and taking a drep drink directly from the bottle. “There are stories that claim all shiters