The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Four

DRAVEN

Whatever drug I was injected with seems to have a grip on my reflexes, but I rip my eyes open just barely. They feel like they have twin stones on them, weighing them down. My vision is blurry, and when I attempt to reach up to rub my eyes, I find I can’t. But I can, however, see the man before me. He’s big, with a head of thick blond hair and a pair of ice blue eyes. A long scar slices over the right side of his face from his hairline to the base of his cheekbone.

“Hello Benjamin,” I spout.

“Can you move?” he asks.

“Barely.” I hiss, attempting again to raise my arm, but failing. I focus on wiggling my fingers, and the movement is taxing. My body feels strange now that I am trying to use it. Like I’m swimming in a barrel of tar

“Okay. That’s good. It’s wearing g off already. It won’t be long now,” he says. “I’m going to lift your shirt and check your baby’s heartbeat. Is that alright?”

I nod, my eyes filling with tears as I recall the earlier conversation between Benjamin and Jason. “Don’t you dare hurt my child,” I snap.

A quick grin spreads across his lips. I won’t. He lifts the hem of my shirt and I feel the cool metal of a stethoscope, that I hadn’t even noticed he was wearing, grazing my tummy. After a few moments, he frowns, causing a spike in my heartrate as I try to read his features.

“What? What is it? Is there something wrong?”

Ho shakes his head. “Not wrong, no. But your baby’s heartbeat is abnormally strong for such an early stage of pregnancy.”

I smile. “Well he has a strong father.”

“He?” He quirks a brow.

“That’s right. He,” I snap. “And you’re not taking him.”

He releases a slow breath, in obvious shame. Im sorry you had to hear all that. I’m even more sorry that you’re here. Just hold still, I’m going to grab a bottle of water for you. It should help to flush your system. To wake you up a bit.”

I take a deep breath, my eyes scanning my surroundings. The walls of this large space seem to be made entirely of orange rock. The surface is rough and unsanded. An entire wall is dedicated to medical equipment. A long steel shelf lines the opposite wall, riddled with books and stacks of thick files. A large bed is pressed against the far wall in front of me, about twenty or so feet from where I lay. I can only assume the doorway is at my back and as I still can’t quite lift my arms, I guess I’ll have to wait to see how secure it is.

“Where are we?” I inquire as he steps up to me with an open bottle of water. “Are we underground?”

e water to my lips and lifting my head so that I can drink. “Drink slowly.”

He smiles. “Sort of,” he says, bringing

this

I eye the water warily. Debating with myself for a moment on whether or not I should drink it. What if it’s poisoned? Or tainted with more drugs” “This better be water.” I grumble, my eyes shifting toward him to study his features.

“I promise it is. If I wanted to pump you with more drugs, I wouldn’t have to do it this way, now would I?”

He has a point, so I sip. The water is ice cold and dribbles down my thrust with a delicious trickle and before I know it I’ve downed half the bottle. “God that was good, I say, closing my eyes against the instant clarity that comes with a little hydration. My head falls back with a crinkle of paper and I drag my arms up over my stomach, gratet that my mobility is quickly improving. Popping my eyes back open to stare at the big blond male standing before me. I ask, “Now. Where are we?”

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sighs, settling back on a stool next to the examining table. “We’re in a compound built into the side

Canyon.”

“Who are you?” I ask cautiously. Attempting to push up off the table and look directly at the bastard. I’m still

it a few minutes,” he

settle for turning my face instead, to glare at him. “I asked you a question. Who

am the Alpha of the Timber Wolf Pack in

are you doing here?

“First of all, I’m not with Jason,” he says, sauntering back over toward me. “I’m just as much of a captive here, as you are.”

snort. “I doubt

to

you up

carry you to the bed. Alright?”

I hiss, trying to pull my knees up and

back is supported by pillows. Now I can see the other side of the room and the large wheelbarrow he rolled me in on. He takes a seat on a small wooden chair to my right, clasping his

heard when you wheeled me in,

not the only captive

There are ten more females locked

the kind of shit you’re into? Locking up your

about him that wasn’t right. Then, our females were taken from the pack when I was out of town on business,” he snaps, his eyes growing dark. “I knew right away that Gabriel had something to do with it. I felt it in my bones. So I contacted him about them. Made it seem like I needed his help procuring new girls for my pack by force. Asked him to help me abduct some. That’s when he

Marking Ceremony?” I

been for years. It’s when a neighboring pack is given free reign to hunt the hast packs females from midnight til dawn.

hiss,

head. “Not humans. Females born of wolf shifters. We

none of your females can

shift?–

great grandfather, they used

the venom. The problem is, believe it or not, them have. However, they still have Shifter in their blood and

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well shifters have only found human muter. Weed to believe that could any reproduce with their

It seems to me that something must be holding their females back. If they were able to change once, they should

again. “So the Marking

on Shifter mates. The Shifters chase them, and when they’re caught–they re

disgusting” I snipe

a living before 1 ended up here. Gabriel knew that and he told me that he wanted to let me in on a little project. All

not entirely sold on his story yet. “But you’re a big bad Alpha. Why didn’t you just

taken them, but I know that if I agreed to go along with him – I

say softly. “For this?” I scoff, “So then why are you still here?”

your females back?

says. “I could kill Gabriel, no problem. Thomas–Im pretty sure I

Hei

“Crazy” I supply