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.”

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 a blackened crisp, heat my words as I grow into the phone. I’ll need you back at the house

Her voice is shadowed with unease,

I hiss, feeling the muscles of my legs start expanding “I just want you to

you,” she says suddenly and

twelve thousand

rock hard. Semily? Right now

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

am and that’s exactly what I do. My wolf rumbles with elation as I drop

a voice as I step away, I realize I recognize her. In my jure anal know her. “Be

whines with delight as

timber of heroe

within

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but such is not the case this time. Now, without a doubt I’m sure, Draven is my one true love

mbtc.

tip my head back toward the sky

disappears completelua beckoning howl into the air around doe. Calling all my brothers to their stations as the

deep drink of the air, I can smell something in the wind. Something familiar

as images from that night five years ago

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

is barely there and incredibly delicate on

pare human, not panther, nor

of the shadow to join me as we chase this

DRAVEN

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 me before I told him that I loved him, has me on edge. I feel like there’s something he’s not

his voice has me troubled. Maybe I could take the yacht nut the

longingly out at the wharf, I

even think about it,” Taedora says from just behind as “We were told to keep you here. At

to something,” I say “I

walking up to stand next to where I stare out the window. “I believe you and trust me when say,

knows with me. Something happened to him, didn’t it? Something that has made him the way he is. Closed

as passionate about anything before–as he is