The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Sixty–Six

DOMONIC

Claring at the writing on the wall in the dungeon, I growl. We haven’t removed it because the moment I shift tonight, I will begin my search from right fucking here. Koda, Rainier, and I will bank out from the back passageway and me out in a half cirle in an attempt to catch the scent of the killer. The rest of the pack will scour the treet hanks behind the sheriff station. It is my belief that

river his escape route, as it would be the best way to disguise his

sernt. Water is annoying that WN

I exit out of the back page and into the forest to stare at the trees. How I wish I had spent a little more time at the packhouse this moming. I wanted to hold Draven just a little longer. Wanted to somehins, infuse the feel of her body into my arms. Unfortunately, its much too late for that now.

ing into my pocket, I pull out the emerald ring. Then as quickly as Imable, I dig a two foot hole into the ground with my clans. Placing the ring inside, I make

with myself.

When I finally catch the heidend who has been terrorizing our pack – J will die this up and make Draven my wife

As the sun begins to

to set over the horizon, I dial her number. I just need to hear here before I disappear into the woods for the night. I would like nothing better than to keep Draven with me. So the stress of finding the killer soon is higher than it ever was.

“Hello,” She cool, antwering on the first ring.

ith just the excitement in her voice, my heart aches in my chest as I picture her plump lips twisting into a smile.

“Hey God, I sound terrible. So much for hiding my emotions,

I can feel a tremble of unease skating through the bond and I know she must be feeling the doom in my heart the same way that I am sensing her upset.

I chuckle, closing my eyes to fabricate walls in my head. Building them brick by brick and cementing them together around my mind. “Nothing. I just wish I’d gotten another kits from you before I left.”

And that’s the

the truth, because tomorrow there won’t be one. More than likely, all I will get from her is a punch to the gut.

7 wish you had too,” the whispers. “But I’m glad you called.”

strange syrupy red where it is normally pink. I pour ice over my soul when I speak next by picturing Draven’s body surrounded by a fire, started by an unknown arsonist. I let the image of her dead and fried to

at my tone. Her voice is shadowed with unease, “You mean

just want you

says suddenly and I’m sprechless.

to about twelve

my dick goes rock hard. Semily? Right

time fundar.

realize, I cannot say it back. I want to, but I’m already changing. My mouth fills with teeth and fangs and my tongue has become long and useless. Then again, maybe its good that I can’t speak, because if I admit something like that to her, she won’t leave tomorrow. It’s hard mough for me to accept that

ghee me lie the sellish fuck that I am and that’s exactly what I do. My wolf rumbles with elation as I

I recognize her. In my jure anal

with delight as

of

within

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full moon shift my Haman memories are muddled, but such is not the case this time.

mbtc.

tip my head back toward the sky and

Calling all my brothers to their stations as the

deep drink of the air, I can smell something in

as images from that night five years ago parade through my

of black soot on my tongue, the sounds of women wing and crying, Children screaming on the outside of the parkhouse as the human

turned earth and I sent him. The killer. Like a shadow on a cloudy day, it is barely there and incredibly delicate on the senses. 1 touch it with my tongue, committing the scent to memory while

human, not panther, nor bat.

heat with urgency as Koda and Rainier step out of the shadow to join me as we chase this phantom’s footsteps,

DRAVEN

night from the safety of the living room, I can’t help but feel like I should be back in Port Orchard. The way Domonic was speaking to

voice has me troubled. Maybe I could take the yacht nut the middle of the night and return

out at the wharf, I feel her before

from just behind as “We were told to keep you here. At least until the morning”

to something,” I say “I can

note the pure understanding in her gaze. She nods, walking up to stand next to where I stare out

share what she knows with me. Something happened to him, didn’t it? Something that has made him the way

Tve never seen him as passionate about anything