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 sight.

“Omigod,” Emily whimpers

from

“Jesus Christ,” This

Gryffran him

crazy. That man was way more into me

going to have to accept

1. tried to mark me as

up. My head is on a swivel at I look back and forth

to laugh, her eyes falling toward my throat. “Oh that’s right, I almost forgot,” she clicks her tongue. “Dum did you dirty as hell. Biting into you

shit about what was going on.” Her eyes find the faint crescent at the line of my throat and her eyes sparkle, “but I assume he had his reasons.” Her

is the one who answers me. “With shapeshifters, a mate is one’s other half. A perfect match gifted

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head in obedouin skepticism, “You know this because-

called

in her house. I used to

really thought you’d be more disturbed by this, You

glowers. He tried

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

obonus look of disapproval. “Were you aware that because you are mate – you never have to worry about him getting another

1 snort. “What

can mark anyone they want to, but the mate bood is special. It is that way for a reason. And, as I said before,

two mates. Gloria had him

nodded. ‘I

mamas hated each other.

pops her lips.

su know what they’re taking about – but I would just feel better if Demonic was the one telling

from the start?

we know of, Gayle says with a frown. “But I guess

over the ocean.

has a mate, Emily whispers, turning away from us to

doesn’t,” Taedora says. These dudes are weird about mates. The Red Wolf Pack is the only pack of Wolf shifters left in the Northwest and they run

I ast

a warning glance and a shake of her head. “You really ought to ask Dumonic about that. It’s one thing for us to tell you about our rules and the basic rules of shifters in general, but it’s something else entirely for either of to speak

moment. There’s a lot of history in the hills of Port Orchard, Gayle’s right. We don’t want to upset anybody. I mean – this is the first time in

“Tar,” Gayle hisses.

“Enough about shifters. Who wants a

complain. “You never finished explaining about vampires!”

giggles as the rest of us fullow her into the living room and she heads straight for the bar.

sweet Antonio. Her eyes twinkle. “Not vampires. Hat shifters. But, you think about it. That’s probably where some of those human horror stories probably come

tequila from behind the bar and