The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates

Chapter Eighty–Two

DOMONIC

“Hello Domenic, Gabriel drills free his seat in the conference room. His absence of smile and arrogant attitude tell me he is just the same as he always was. A

prick

“Its Alpha Domonic, to you,” I tell him as 1 take a seat across from blat on one side the long table. I don’t miss the low growl and tensing of his macles as he glares at me through narrowed eyes. I throw him a wink and a grin just to plas him off a bit more and turn my attention to my father at the head of the table. There are fifteen men in this room. One too many if you ask me. “I thought you mid this was a council meeting. Does that mean that Gabriel is also a member of your council?TM

“Nice to see you boys haven’t changed,” Roda’s father, Darryl, who is seated to my iller’s left, chuckles, nodding at his son from across the room. “Hello Koda, glad to see you son. You’ve grown.” He clears his throat, “But I am a little confused as to what you are doing here. Am I to understand that you are the Beta now, and not Pwar

Paul’s dad, Chase, goes rigid. Koda says nothing, but I can feel the heat coming off of him as he sits next to me. He and I both ignore the question. Back home we stretch the power pretty equally between the twelve of us. Unless of course, they don agree with what I want to do, then I usually pull rank.

“Can we get this started already?” I ask “I have business 1 need to attend to. Someone. I’d like to see.”

Garbiel laughs, standing to relinquish his seat to Paul’s father Chase. “I have somewhere to be. Please excuse me, gentleman. I’ll see you at the ceremony.”

Ceremony? Oh fuck I hope not

Now, hold on just a minute, Gabriel, my dad says. “Should I take this to mean that you are withdrawing your bid for Alpha?

My body tenses, my eyes snapping toward Gabriel who is suddenly visibly uncomfortable. The leshit. I mean I don’t want to be Alpha here, but I certainly dont want him to be. He’s weak and manipulative. A piece of filthy shit. If it were up to him all the humans would be slaves. Including the ones bom to shifters. I grin at him as he makes his way toward the exit. “Is that right? Gabe wants a fight? Nah Can’t be

Gabriel glares at me as he straightens his tie. “Withdrawing. For now,” he hisses. “Provided that Damonic chooses to stay in power here and nor in Port Orchard.”

I can’t help but shoot to my feet. “Where I go and what I do are none of your goddamn business. Let me know if I need to make that clear to you later,”

He chuckled, “And what? Brawl with me out in the city streets? We don’t do things the way around here Domanic. Things have changed

“They can change the fuck back too, I growl, shaking my father’s arm off of me as huges me to sit down.

excused Gabriel,” Darryl says, getting up to lock

seat. “No matter where that focker goes, he’s an asshole. Not sure how

much brings us to

pair of eyes around the table individually. “The twelve of us are not finished in Port Orchard -Not by

“It’s been five years already, Domahic. Don’t you

I chuckle-“I can’t. An… I won’t. I’m going to find him and dept care if it takes me my entire

then my dad chimes in, tapping his closed fist gently over the table. “You make monthly visits here. Solidify your position

Alpha.” I grin. So what the fuck

human taking sanctuary here. She under my

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her somewhere

his chair wi jan arrogant glint in his eye. “I dont think I have to tell you how stubborn that girl is.

roll my eyes, clenching my fists in my lap as

would be safer here,” my

want her back. Then I take her hope,

chin hardens and I see

eyes. Dr. Have they gotten that close already? “T

leave that up to her.

can still hear her voice, I will never forge you for this. Not to mention, I might resent my dad for moving on with his life, but something inside of me enjoys

listen to me. I almost brought the goddamn ring with me. But

that had been. I

ceremony was Gabriel speaking of? I

might have

throat, drawing my attention. Er well- it’s for you We arranged an assembly for the entire

God. Will tradition never die

I chuckle. “I guess marking

whipping out a cigarette and lighting up right here. The