The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

he Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates

Chapter Eighty–Five

DRAVEN

I tumble toward the front door, stopping sheet when Domonic snatches me by the waist. He slides his hands over my stomach, wrenching me away from the foyer and into his arms once again. Flipping me around, he slams his lips down on mine quickly before I can protest. Forcing my mouth open, he plunges his tongue behind my lips, a low grumble reverberating deep within his chest. Every thought in thy head dissipates and before I realize exactly what I’m doing. I’m kissing him back. Moaning into his mouth as his hands clamp down over my ass and reel me in the chaos of all that’s going on outside, lading into the backdrop. breathless when he pulls away to look down on me with a wicked grin. He sets me aside. “You stay right here. I’m the Alpha, and I will handle it.”

I watch him, speechless as he undresses right there in my living room. My eyes down over his body, athering to the sculpted golden flex of his muscles, then outlining the extravagant decorative ink across his shoulders, before finally landing on the swing of his beautifully crafted, semi–hard cock. “You’re still not forgiven,” 1 gasp, and he chuckles. My throat closes and I marvel at every inch of bare flesh hreveals before leaping out the front door before shifting in mid–air with a crack of muscle and fur. He’s so fucking sexy. The bostad

Ignoring his command for me to stay put, I step out onto the porch. Watching in absolute fascination as he inserts himself between both snarling wolves. People have gathered along the street and out on their porches to gak at the wildness taking place in the glaring sun of broad daylight Emily catches my eyes and stumbles toward me looking guiltier than she should. She is carrying what looks to be Roda’s boots and clothes and smile to myself despite the seriousness of the situation.

“It’s my fault,” she whimpers, as we watch the three of them circle. Hackles raised and fur bristling.

I shake my head at her. “No, its not.” It’s mine. “Is that Gabriel?” I ask, even as I’m neang the shredded Armani suit that stretches across his yard. He must have shifted right there on the spot

She nods, “Yes. He’s bleeding. We need to stop this!

“Who’s bleeding?” I can’t see

can’t see any blu

blood, at leas

at least not on Koda.

“Gabriel “she whispers, pointing toward his wolf’s left hind leg, where sure enough, a long pash has his fur coloring a deep, dark red.

I chuckle, “What a shame.” Take that you gossiping mongrel

I watch Domonic as he snaps his magnificent jaws at the pair of them, growling and snarling something I do not understand. I wonder if he’s speaking to them.” 1 say curiously. Roda and Gabriel lower their heads, stretching their necks toward Dominic in a way that has me grinning like a fool. Domenic’s auburn wwf is ~

Footsteps soural on my right and my gaze fixates on a young boy with large frightened eyes. “K–Koda!” He shouts, his voice laced with worry.

Rodas head swivels in our direction and I could swear I hear him whine before the beautiful beast saunters away from the crowd toward where we stand on the porch. He rushes toward the boy and the two of them fall against each other in a tumble of fur and legs. The boy is laughing, giggling really and Koda is doing the one thing I never thought I’d see him do. He’s licking the boy’s face. Okay, shade. Toon Time for you to shut back

I wonder how long it takes to get used to this sort of thing. I comment, before Koda’s head snaps up and his wolf glares at me. I flip him off with a smile.

Who are you kid?” I ask the boy who cant be more than ten years old.

The kid smiles, his dark blue eyes twinkling.

In she

Holy

Koda’s brother,”

I wonder how many of the others have family here in this place. “Well tell your brother to go inside and humanity” please. In Em’s room, not mine.”

into the house, with Emily

new ma that everyone’s talking about at school, aren’t you?” Ryder says, beaming

go with that word again. Luna Heaven help

past me, the naked muscles of his ass winking at every female on

remains and if I thought they were going to be bothered by the made

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Chapter Eighty–Five

the young women

street, tury hook

lack hungry and I have a feeling I know who for

fo it. His shoes and shirt still litter the floor, kyler walks in behind me and I steer him Toward the follway. Emily stands mitside

I say tipping my heal lier thumbs nereely, Arally?

s voice grabs

to see that he is feally weating

the floor. “Okay I

to stay?” tanks, the hope in his voice, barely

fummwing. “Not quite buddy.

falls in disappointment, but his joy is back the moment Kola steps out the hallway to weap him in a hug. The sight warms my heart and 11 smiling at

“I

when I saw you

“Are you going

when I get out?”

| find myself

eyes in the room lands on Domonic, “We’re staying the

Kesla’s brother in the kitchen. “Like the whole

his dimples. The whole week, he says,

pauses, winking–with

brother again before racing toward the door. He gazes up at me aderingly

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waist in a bac

say, gasping as the boy throws his arms amound

from correcting him to avoid wasting more time. I’m not a complete jerk. I can wait

to his brother. “Dom, tous me

retly, ignoring the devilish smirk on Domenic’s face as

not done talking

whispers, leaning next to my ear. “Were

hell if we’re not, I

outside, then as if he’s just lost a battle with himself,

face the color

says. “We’re not done talking either.”

out fren.

ece again, I’m