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.”

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 tomorrow morning,

can sense her startle at my tone. Her voice is shadowed with unease, “You mean you’re not coming back

of my legs start expanding “I just want you to

you,” she says suddenly and

to about twelve thousand

rock

the time

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 she’s going to hate

every spark of pleasure her words ghee me lie the sellish fuck that I am and that’s exactly what I do. My wolf rumbles with elation as I

realize I recognize her. In my jure anal know her. “Be safe.”

with delight

of heroe

within

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

mbtc.

I tip my head back toward the sky

beckoning howl into the air around doe. Calling all my brothers to their stations as the moon dimmers high in the

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

as images from that night five years ago parade

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

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 at the same time, accepting

no lion, nor pare human, not panther, nor bat.

eyes heat with urgency as Koda and Rainier step out of the shadow to join me

DRAVEN

the 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 me before I told him that I loved him, has me on

I could take the yacht nut the middle of the night and return back to the mainland by myself.

longingly out at the wharf, I

“We were told to keep you here. At least until

I say “I

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

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

cold?” She giggles. Tve never seen him as passionate about anything before–as he is