The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Seventy–Four

DRAVEN

My body freezes, my hand flying up to cover my neck reflexively. Is he staring at the ou my week? He is “Who are you?”

Baret Where the he did you send me

The man bows slightly, I believe you have an idea what I am, if not who.”

I shiver as I take a step back Are you I cut off. Not sure if I should voice what I thinking. What if I’m wrong and he’s just some average Joe weirdo out to cause a little trouble? I don’t want to give him any reason to think that fait pub

He laughs, his eyes twinkling with a familiar silver sparkle. “A what? Go on, you can it. No end to be shy. The name of this place says it all.”

He’s taunting me, the bastard. I swallow thickly. “Are you a wolf?‘

He nods, his smile lessening, becoming more of a concerned frowns. The man who gave that mark to you is that who you are running from?”

So he is a wolf. A shifter. Like Donosic. That means, Gabriel is probably one too. “What makes you think that I’m running?” I ask, crossing my arms defiantly over my

“Gabriel may have mentioned something.” he says softly.

Gabriel. Of course. So much for hopping into bed with that idiot.

you know Gabriel,” I say stupidly coming away from the door to noce again lean on the railing. “What a big mouth he has I

blame him. It’s his job to report on any and every

him, rolling my eyes. “Yeah. I know. He told us.”

my question,” he prompts, eyeing

close my eyes, maybe not the smartest thing to do around on unfamiliar wolf, but is fuming that I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to these shifters. “Yes,” I answer softly, a fresh pang thrumming in my chest. “But it’s what he wanted, not what I

“I

wipe them away. “I don’t want to talk about him.” I gaze at the stranger and something about his face is suddenly so comforting that I nearly reach out to hug him.

his head. “Perhaps

even know if we’ll get to stay here. Gabel says that we have to

then winks. “But something tells me you and

I cock

of my Lps. How would

my word is gold adhere and at least, you’ve got my vote,”

the Elder Council, I accuse

in the twinkle of his gaze. Test so happens thegs a freshly renovated collage that stands right next to

raise a brow, “What’s the

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