The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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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

    lips trembling as they trail toward my ear. “No,“hey won’t. Ive being

    face in my hair. “Stop it!” I whimper, struggling against him, my feet flailing in the air. But I’m only half fighting him, because it fer so much like heaven for him to hold me. It’s

    driveway. You were right, Margo int my mate,” he admits, his

    eyes fill with tears. “I thought I did, but you told me it wasn’t true. You told me she was your

    And I’m sorry. Please don’t cry,” he says,

    eyes trail over his neck and that glorious tamos that peels–der the top of his shirt.

    is watering

    want to,” he whispers, leaning forward to press his forehead against mine.

    admit it to me now! I his “Because

    you gone to Miami like you were supposed to, you would have known that the very same

    on one elbow to gate down at me while he strokes my face with his free hands

    on his chest, ignoring the exquisite feel of his muscles apimt my palms. I told

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    Chapter Eighty–Four

    over mine for what seems like forever before he grunts and propels himself

    is heaving as I leap from my bed and anal,

    “you”

    see true fear in the gray of his eyes. “What you woudn’t, he

    But he doesn’t get to know that right

    pain he put me

    door. It would kill me,” he says, his

    don’t know that,” I uy

    bobbing as he

    relenting. “I don’t want to reject you, Domonic. But I’m not ready to

    his smile it wide and bright and everything Domonic “So what you’re saying is that there is

    chance at

    He whispers, his eyes locking on my

    in

    have just been straight with me. I

    in them that I almost reach out for him. I’ve never seen him look so

    darkly, crossing my arms over my chest. I

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

    do. But instead of saying so, I opt for

    questions, his

    nod. ‘Of course, we. I’d never keep my child from his father.” Then, just to be a bitch, I add, “You can visit him here whenever

    He says incredulously.

    the strangest time for new

    time since he walked through the front door. “My senses have gotten stronger and

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