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

    toward my

    he tightens his arms and lime off my feet to buy his face in my hair. “Stop it!” I whimper, struggling against him, my feet flailing in the air. But I’m only half fighting him,

    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 slowly

    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 him off me. You said you were going to marry

    I’m sorry. Please don’t cry,” he says, taking a deep shuddering breath. “It was hard

    I whisper, going slack beneath him. My eyes trail over his neck and that glorious tamos that

    mouth is

    to press his forehead against mine. Toint.

    to me now! I his “Because I’m

    baby. I’ve needed you from the moment you left. Had you gone to Miami like you were supposed to, you would have

    my wrists and he props himself up on one elbow to gate down at me while he strokes my face with his

    of his muscles apimt my palms. I told you I loved you and you

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    Chapter Eighty–Four

    like forever before he grunts and propels himself off of i it will never be

    anal, “Not your decision to make. I

    “you”

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

    to know that right now, I refuse to admit

    put me

    block the door. It would kill me,” he says, his face tracking shipping at the ace

    that,” I uy

    he struggles to speak.

    don’t want to reject you,

    and everything

    chance at

    forgive me?” He whispers, his eyes locking on my bare stomad

    in

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

    much sadness in them that I almost reach out for him. I’ve never seen him look so miserable. I knew you were going to hate me and I did it

    chuckle darkly, crossing my arms over

    studies me. “But you don’t love

    Yes, I do. But instead of saying so, I opt for a change of subject. “Were

    He questions, his

    from his father.” Then, just to be a bitch, I add, “You

    him?! Hin?” He says incredulously.

    developed the strangest time for new meat”

    through the front door. “My senses have gotten stronger and I’ve

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