The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Eighty–Six

DOMONIC

The Bash of anger I see rising in Garbiel’s eyes makes me want to press him further. But I can’t yet. Now’s not the time. Im here alone with heaven, the way I wanted to be and I have a few things I need to make clear to her before she tosses me out on my ass.

“Is that se” Gabriel chirps, looking beyond me toward Draven. And have you told the council of your decision?

Don’t you worry about what I’ve told the council and what I havent. I mile, leaning in to whisper in his ear, “Just be sure to keep fifty feet away from my mate at all times. Or I will rip your fucking throat out.”

“You will learn, we do things differently around here,” Gabriel whispers, stepping back toward the sidewalk with a glare.

The lack of will you little shit. I make a point of watching him as he retreats across the street to lock his front door before driving toward town hall. I’ve never liked His mother died a year before mine did. In a boating accident that claimed here as well as his sisters. Gabriel was twenty–four at the time and it was never really made clear to me what happened. But as far as I knew, his father had been somehow blamed for the incident and was banished from the pack. I was only seventeen at the time, so I wasn’t really privy to all the details. But I remember my mother crying over the loss of her friend for days. I also remember, that Gabriel didn i. Maybe he just isn’t the sort to openly grieve…or maybe he’s a fucking sociopath.

m going to have to remember to ask my father about that incident. For some reason, it seems important

Is this the only cottage that was available?” I ask without turning around. I don’t want Dreven this close to the bastard if I can help it

e snaps, lifting a steaming mug of coffee toward her plump round lips. Im not moving, even if it isn’t.”

I sigh and turn around to lock the door behind me. Pulling out my phone, I text Koda and tell him not to retum until I call him. I need to be alone with Draven a little longer. When I slide my phone back in my pocket, I notice her eyeing me. Her gute is hot and alive and 1 burn everywhere it touches. I can still smell her arousal, however not as urgently as before. She really is fighting this. “Can I have somu?” I ask, walking toward the kitchen to take the mug out of her hands.

“Help yourself,” she snorts, leaning back against the counter to glare at me as I sip her coffee. I can feel her studying me as I pass her mug back to her and grab one of my own. “Did you fuck her?”

I flinch, hiding a smile as I pour the coffee. I know who she’s talking about, of course I do, but it’s been awhile since I’ve watched her lose her temper. “Did | fuck who?” I tease, taking a deep drink and burning my tongue in the process.

“You know who, Demonic.” She snaps, then with a roll of her eyes she stomps away from me. Fuck this, I don’t want to play your games.”

“No,” I answer, watching the sway of her hips as she stalks toward the front door. “Of course not. Ever since the day you walked into the bar, my dick only stands for

She laughs, staring out the window like she’s waiting for Koda and Emily to save her from talking to me. “Of course,” she chuckles. “You say that like you expected me

to know better.”

“Draven,” I start, placing the cup on the counter and making my way toward her. Her long black hair sways seductively over her ass as she spins on me.

don’t get to throw me away one day and pick me up

know,” I admit, taking a seat on the sofa. “Can you at least sit with me and allow

I told you about myself! Everything we went through together.” She hisses, “None of it made any difference. You treated me like a fucking weakness. Something you needed to hide. That you were too afraid to protect.” She chuckles humorlessly, piping the tears from her face. “Margo was just the fucking icing on the

what I was hoping to do. “Are you

on the far side of the couch. Of course it hurt. But not

it did when you ripped me to pieces in front of

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I am an asshole and a piece of shit. I used Margo to make you hate

chest. The did the night she told

to find out what happened. I have to know who killed

the sob that always comes when I speak of my mother. I close my eyes. | my vernance. Leaning my head back on the couch. I release my hold on her. I dont want to speak about it anymore.

lap and step away from me. Suddenly my entire body is cold and my heart thumps

Domenic,” whisper Draven and my eyelids Etter open to watch her from across the

take

time

“More than

don’t know if I belie that Domotic. I’m going to need you to prove it.”

her heat. My dick is growing tably stiff

to. My body has been aching for her for a fucking month

sight of my naked chest might make it a little harder for her to say no- especially with Shing I’ve been doing at home and the heat in her eyes tells me I’m on the right

She says throatly, her yes perusing

use the fact that I didn’t think in lock the back

hiss. “Do

your clothes on Domonic,” my dad says. “Gabriel was good enough to stop at Town Hall on his way to the city and inform me that you’ve

for my shirt because my balls feel like ten pound

be a

my dad’s head. “Thanks Adam Saved by the bell. And Fil Domonic,

on the couch next to me and snickering at my obvious discomfort. “What’s the plan?

him. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

if you’d watch