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The Pack: Rule Number 1–No Mates

Chapter Eighty–Four

“Tes” I ans, nodding my bead and shaking the burn of tears from my eyes.

God bes beretful. When he stepped

Maxing my body like wildfe and I take a big deep breath of l

  1. I choke out. “Why did you come?

“Baby,” he says apologetically, still on the foot.

God. I live it when he calls me

( feel special. It makes me feel like I’m his. But… I’m not. He sent me away

my center. At least he doesnt smell like her if he did two have had to punch him in the face.

Margo? E map, à boil of forsh rage. igniting at try cernet

Tack Marghe snaps. You and I both know she doesn’t mean thin gaze down at me with stormy gray eye. Dit my dad tell you About

“He did,” I nod, crossing my arms over my then

– standing to his full bright to

I the dose. But it doesnt matter. It’s no exe for your

Where are you going?” He kisses, là

guing antund e

that feels wonderful. The beat, the muscles, his scent. All of it feels so perfect and dowing warmth that his embrace provides. Ignoring my anger and resentment. The have the right to touch me. No matter how much I

for a moment, I allow him to pull my body back against his. Basking in thi and the lies. But really? Who the fuck am I kidding! He not supposed to

“Let me go,” I whisper, even as his lips trace over my bare shoulder and tremors rack entire body, my core clenching with pleasure. God, that’s nice

  1. h. Every single day has been nothing

    trembling as they trail toward my ear. “No,“hey won’t. Ive being you so much. Every

    my hair. “Stop it!” I whimper, struggling against him, my feet flailing in the air. But

    “I’m a lar,” Stepping back, he lips me around and we fall onto the bed where he pin me beneath him, holding my arms above my head with each of his hands. “But I’m not lying about that I’ve had nothing but reports from the moment you left me in my driveway. You were right, Margo int my mate,” he admits, his gray eyes falling over my body so

    grit my teeth, glaring at him as my eyes fill with tears. “I thought I did, but you told me it wasn’t true. You told me she was your mate!” I spit, bucking against him and trying to shove

    his eyes at my words. “Damn it, I know. And I’m sorry. Please don’t cry,” he says, taking a deep shuddering breath. “It was hard

    his neck and that glorious tamos that peels–der the top of his shirt. I want to taste it so badly

    mouth is

    to,” he whispers, leaning forward to press his forehead against mine. Toint. I need you

    to me now! I his “Because I’m

    gone to Miami

    up on one elbow to gate down at me while

    apimt my palms. I told you I loved you and you sent me away,” I reminded him. To get off me. Please”

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    Chapter Eighty–Four

    before he grunts and propels himself off of i it

    is heaving as I leap from my bed and anal,

    “you”

    known him, I see true fear in the gray of his eyes. “What you woudn’t, he says, his voice

    get to know that right now, I refuse to

    the pain he put me

    me,” he says, his face tracking shipping at the ace around

    that,” I uy

    nods, ha throat bobbing as he struggles to speak. “Yes I do”

    want to reject you, Domonic. But I’m not ready to forgive you

    everything

    chance at what?!

    you’ll forgive me?” He whispers,

    in

    should have just been straight with me. I might have understood.”

    mine, there is so much sadness in them that I almost reach out for him. I’ve never seen

    my arms over my chest.

    studies me. “But you don’t love me anymore,

    instead of saying so, I

    questions, his gare going hopeful.

    Then, just to

    He

    developed the strangest time for

    through the front door. “My senses have gotten stronger and I’ve inform. “Your dad says that means

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