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

one of my hands in his and tugging toward the debut counter. des.

long in you understand

of Mos Tama. The more camusudly crowded this munting and

chuckles, side–eyeing me as we step into

the new Alpha I hear some

her?” Somebody rhr seyn.

furrows in aritution, my pui bwening to Placing the meat on the conyor belt, be woups

pur of Den

is a newfound doceffe Dumont bizan,

feeling.

don’t belong here a

stars or suspicious onlooker. They were nice to me? Whers dumped? V

for the groceries and step into the cool crisp moting hand in land.

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Chapter Eighty–Eight

few days and I wonder if

worse than normal butun mothers do. Maybe the hond changes in my body are fucking with my Chi. That must be what it is. sandr kann somienna excly

Tu

leight, pulling ontours

says, diding his body

arm around my shoulders. It’s thick and

him. She hasn’t

Gabriels car is still gone

I’m not feeling up to the sting of prying eyes.

we braded to the store.

“Emily picked it

thinking

of difference between her tastes and my own. “Whose idea

everything Draven.” She wiggles her

jaw going tight with annoyance. I

says she has something she

rows of cottages, I join Koda behind my car, unlocking the trunk when he passes me the keys. This pack is a lot bigger than ours was, comment, counting at least

fading out at the base 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

seat on my bumper to stare out into the hills behind the town. “I don’t want to live here,” 1 admit, changing

  • honestly have been trying

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