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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or less.” He sighs, settling back on a stool next to the examining table. “We’re in a

Canyon.”

my feet upward to stretch them. “Who are you?” I ask cautiously. Attempting to push up off the table and look directly at the bastard. I’m still too weak so I end up flopping back down

it a few

at him. “I

name is Benjamin. I am the Alpha of

here? With a sadistic

to the bed to straighten out the bed linens. “First of all, I’m not with Jason,” he says, sauntering

snort. “I doubt that.”

going to lift

you up

to the

hiss, trying to pull my

cradling me against his chest as he transports me across the room. Turning me around, he helps me into a sitting position so that the base of my head rests against the rock wall and my 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

from the conversation I heard when

I’m not the

ten more females locked away in this place, and they

shit you’re into? Locking up

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

Ceremony?” I ask.

years. It’s when a neighboring pack is given free reign to hunt the hast

1 hiss,

humans. Females born of wolf

your females

shift?–

mean- according to my great grandfather, they used to long ago, but for the last few generations

to survive the venom. The problem is, believe it or not, them

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the Shiftless. For decades, well shifters have only found human muter. Weed to believe that could any reproduce with their

me that something must be holding their females back. If they were able to

to again. “So the Marking

Shifters chase them, and when they’re caught–they re forcibly marked. If they survive the venom they can

I snipe

doesn’t. Neither does Jason. I’m a doctor – it’s what I did for 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 I had to do

entirely sold on his story yet. “But you’re a big bad Alpha.

had taken them, but I know that if I agreed to

softly. “For this?” I scoff, “So then

your females back?

Gabriel, no problem. Thomas–Im pretty sure I could deal with him too,

Hei

“Crazy” I supply