The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Ninety–Three

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bably snapped ones of his stead of ding he winces sepiny. “Yes”

of all, shop acting like a pussy. Yourer a wolf and you’ll beul.” He utum

chút closer and lean into his ear. “If Caluiel calls your Make us you act normal – do not let on that anything has changed. But then, you call me ant to know everything that underlanded lathe hack has been doing. Understood?

“Now if you dietten?” I smile, ma hing not to strangera lús tie. Then I will personally send a few wolves down next week to investigate your Alpha’s dis

Glaat happened in your females the we have a deal?

“Lifeal,” I say, nealding at Roda so he can reset the furniture. I pull my shirt back on, leaving it unbuttoned as I head for the door. “Nose, get the fuck out.”

The pair of them scramble like a couple of battered school children, walking right past my dad as he steps into the room. “I’m not even going to ask

“They’ll be love,” Lajuướp, tussing him his fancy jacket at 1 glance kround at the empty Jobby. “Gabriel’s been up to a hell of a lot more than just trying to steal my

Ishing, I have no idea. But I’m damn sure poing to find not.”

“What do you want to do??)

Nothing yet

yet,” I inform, glancing past him at the quiet of the lobby. “Is everyona gora?

“Yes, Let everyone petite early so they can prepare for the ceremony. There is still much to be done.”

“Okay,” I say with a deep sigh. Staying my dad, my bow cases with worry ty. He reath did build all this for me, but… I don’t want it. I really don’t. I like the way de things in Port Orchard. Were happy there – well, not without Draven – but it’s still fur hegne. “Has anyone found Gabriel yet?”

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My dad shakes his head. He’s usually gone during the day. When he’s not out on Park business, he works long hours at his Law Firm in Vancouver

He continues, “Gabriel has been the go between between the rest of the world and our private little town for some time now. He also spends time working in the University Lab down the street from his office.”

and I exchange a wary look. So there really is a lab out here, I wonder what type of

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we merged with the remaining members of the Blue Ridge Pack on the other side of the mountain. They had suffered a devastating loss – much like we did for years ago and were in need of a new start. One of the Blue Ridge females, Cadence, has been working on a degree in Genetics. Because of this she’s able to

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grimates, “Well, no. Not really, Cadence despises him, but really, most of

speak to her,” I say, the wheels turning in my head as I begin to

we haven’t had any reason to question his jedynet, Demonic. Il for one with as much responsibility as he has been given to want more of a role in Cat pack. With you and to someone from our ortonal pack that was young enough and ambitious magh to lead on that front.” He s long as I did I never actually thought

he was pushing”

of his words hitting me harder than I’d expected them too. My dad may have run thom the memory and

Deaven. I’m not here I thank God for her everyday. Not only is she delight to be around,

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DRAVEN

run to the store Em!” I confirm, gazing

guys are going to be her fodry- and

asks, her eyes fitting toward me from her spot on the couch where she been lounging don’t have to do shit for them.

eyes jerk toward her, my brows furrowing in silent

with me or not?”

ine

Fine,

off for the market with a couple of large reusable shopping bags and Doctor him know where assume that hes busy and I don’t give it any more thought. If I know him like I think I do, he’ll be oude the damn market he’s not – it won’t matter

Shaking of

I step into the market, a strange chill rides up my spine head wivels taking in the butting shoppers and the cler stare my way. What the fuck? Maybe I’m imagining things, but I could swear the temp paranoia, I steer Emily toward the beer aisle. One of the Gatekeepers – Jason I think his shopping cart like a college frat boy. I’ve only met him a few times, but he’s always been nice awareness

like a fool that I’m wrong about

out of unform and stacking o

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of his lips before pushing out of the ale like his life depended on

fuck was that? Emily hisses.

is wrind, isn’t

be it w