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.”

muscles go tight as the sun falls lower, turning the sky a 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

Her voice is shadowed with unease, “You mean you’re not

feeling the muscles of my legs start expanding “I just want you to know that no matter

love you,” she says

warms to about twelve thousand degrees and my

rock hard.

the time fundar.

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

fuck that I am and that’s exactly what I do. My wolf rumbles with elation as I drop down on all fours and my clothes rip from my body. I fuck my phone behind a large tree root and mark the damn thing

away, I realize I recognize her. In my jure anal know

will whines with

of

within

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full moon shift my Haman memories are muddled, but such is not the case this time. Now, without a doubt I’m sure,

mbtc.

my head back toward

the air around doe. Calling all my brothers to

something in

spark to life as images from that night five years ago

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

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 at the same time, accepting exactly what the killer is.

human, not panther, nor bat.

out of the shadow to join me as we chase this phantom’s footsteps, more than

DRAVEN

living room, I can’t help but feel like I should be back in Port Orchard. The way Domonic was speaking to me before I told him that I loved him, has me on edge. I feel like there’s something he’s not telling me. In fact, I’m almost positive there is.

the yacht nut the middle of the night and return back to the mainland by

I feel her before I hear

just behind as “We were told to keep

up to something,” I say

pure understanding in her gaze. She nods, walking up to stand next to where I stare out the window. “I believe you

wondering if she might share what she knows with me. Something happened to him,

Tve never seen him as passionate about anything before–as he