The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter 88

Chapter Eighty–Eight

DRAVIN

Demonic A silty feminine voter sounds a Dominic

1 pash agomst his chest to peer behind him and the sight

bothers me: What I don’t lie is the plane she’s giving me in ohrase dispiralone of my being.

shispers, studving my fottures before taming wond

houts, jumping forward to the ow

You’ve got to be hacker kidding me

m Dominica shoulders an be net

up on him. Het dark brown gar Exudes on me and k

I’m sure he can tell how I’m beris

at toward the back of the turke :

to go ahead and in ever be

an, Demooict I want to talk

Tanya tuo an pick out several choice cars of steak

It head in their direction, bell benton latening to myself not to turn around and colect my selections from the butt,

  • boss. Like a physical presence, in

esses into me from behind to soutie ma

bear nothing a blot of

“I take those for you, baby, Domonic’s voice in low and breathe at be reaches an

I mest look relieved, because the dimplied smille be given.

kaloury from my syste

taking one of my hands in his

you understand that

camusudly crowded this munting and I wonder if

as we step into line befund a couple tocing a

Alpha I hear some

her?”

pui bwening to Placing the meat on the conyor belt,

The pur of Den

is a newfound doceffe Dumont

to feeling.

I don’t belong here

shipped stars or suspicious onlooker.

cool crisp moting hand in land. The num window slides down to sewal

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Chapter Eighty–Eight

the past few days

what it is. sandr kann somienna excly pushed around and the old Depren would ban answered those nosey shoppers inside the more with

Tu

pulling

his body closer

shoulders. It’s

him. She hasn’t

in front of the cottage. Im led to see Gabriels car is

to the sting of prying

braded to the store. “I forbid to get a

picked

thinking that there’s a

her tastes and my own. “Whose idea

and everything Draven.” She wiggles

tons, his jaw going tight with annoyance. I better beatser.”

excitement that says she has something she dying

when he passes me the keys. This pack is a lot bigger than ours was,

of his throat. He notices me staring and clears his throat, his face coloring with something that looks like a blush. “What fuck are you gawking at?” He hisses, fighting a smile as he

to stare out into the hills behind the town.

  • honestly have been trying to ignore.

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