The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates

Chapter Eighty–Seven

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tongon is my attempt to allow Demonic and his dad their private comeration. I kone they wouldn’t mind my butting in, but I’d much before they remember I’m standing here and center their words. Aside from that, I’m going to have to get away from Domunic tr at least a moment or two – so that I may make a private phone call. Bart will nevilto know what’s going on here. I dont want to arekdentally mut him in some xine. I’m pretty positive that Demonic has figured out who sent us here, but I won’t admit it until Il ve spoken with Bart.

ka their discttion

toward the upcoming verrmons, I tune them out and whip get my phone to text Em

where are you pays? I need you to head back here ASAP Iloist know how much more alone time I can bear before I hop back on that pony

LOL We’re at the

anover. At a furniture store of you can believe it. Roda says we’re supposed to be killing time. For what? I don’t know. I think your pony

than likes. Adam is here and they’re talking about some midnight ceremony that’s supposed to take place tonight. So about Roda…?

The rumors Gabriel spread about me being lose. One minute he and I were walking and talking, enjoying the breeze along the path and the next minute he was baking but of the woods toward Gabriel’s house to confront him.

did Koda say to him?

Not entirely sure, but I did hear the word mate. Koda hasn’t said anything else about it, so I can only hope he claimed me.

hat he marked you?

Emily-

No. And I dont think he’s planning to. He almost kissed me. At least, I think he was going to, but that’s when he got Domonic’s text.

Well, of course, Domonic strikes again.

“Who are you texting?” Domonic asks from the couch.

Shit: Sipping my phone in my back pocket I flip Domonic off “I need to walk to the market to get some more beef. You guys can finish up this conversation while I’m gone.” I say, grabbing my purse from the hall closet:

Damonic chuckles, “Oh no you don’t. If youre walking–I’m walking”

I glare at him, rolling my eyes heavenward as I make for the front door. “Imperfectly capable of shopping alone, thanks.

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putting it back un.

standing and straightening his tie as he does. “Heaven help us. Please try and take this seriously Demonic. He turns toward

1. should pick out a dress for tonight. You will need to be appropriately dressed

not for me,” I snort.

wary look. “You“-Adam says–are precisely who it’s fee

to be kidding me “What?” me, my back going ramped straight. “How is that? I thought it was for Domonic?!”

it is also for you are his mate, his Lame.” He

hell if were not!”

him. “-in the eyes of the pack members, it is safest for you to at least, print, you both are together. We mint show a united front. If any of the wolves sense weakness, or upset, among you two, it could get dangerous.” His eyes

gaze. Especially now that

we

baby, I’ll pretend we are a

me in a fatherly bug. Over his shoulder, Domonic is silent as a tomb and what I see in his face has my heart stuttering. He spoks… vulnerable. his brow furrowed as

welcome to the

are a few things we’ll have to go over first,” Adam informs, him.

is still staring sadly at the ground when he answers. They should be here around

you then. Take care of my

of my purse and placing my hand on the doorknob.

a shake of his head.

to the store. I remind

really

lift to mine. Yes. Of

as to whether or not it has to

Domonic asks, eyeing a few young wolves that have stopped

a smirk. “I like

to buy

drive,” I whisper, shoving his arm with my shoulder.

you before

his leaving burn fresh pain into my chest? I knew he was going to. “Back to

I shake my head, my lip trembling and shattering iny previous attempts at remaining alool “Look at

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irises wirling

his through clenched teeth.

doubt –

is heavy it takes

his hands as they stroke my back, Ells me calm and my tears run dry. I whimper into his chest. “I want never to have to think about her agai. Never. I want you to take the memory I have of her one of my head.