The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Nine

DRAVEN

After another hour of arguing, Domonic finally decided the travel arrangements as the blaze of dawn skeeted over the mountainside. Benjamin would lead the caravan, driving one car, with eleven of his females stuffed in every spare crevice of the vehicle. Cadence would drive the next car, with me as her passenger yuck – and the eight remaining Timber females taking up the backseats. Finally, Domonic would drive the final car, with Paul next to him in front, Bart, Quinn, Logan, and Grant in back keeping watch over Thomas and Gabriel on the floor of the vehicle. It wasn’t as difficult as we originally thought it to be. Mostly because with Timber females being so skinny, it was easy to fit more of them into the seats. They obviously weren’t fed much during their time in captivity and as sick as it may sound, I was glad for it.

Now if only I didn’t have to spend the entire fifteen hour trip to Timber sitting next to a bitch that obviously has the hots for my man, I might even enjoy this little ride. Unfortunately, every chance she gets, she asks about him. How did we meet? How long have we been together? Bild 1 force him to mark me?

Fucking cunt. If I weren’t pregnant, I swear to God. I’d be her to the back of the car and help her find her legs.

It’s been four hours now and most of the girl in the back are doring, the red gold hues of the Arizona desert are thually fading into the backdrop and the yellow hills of the Nenada landscape Joom up ahead.

Why hadn’t be accepted you as his mate yet? Cadence quips

dime thats why be marked me,” I say without turning Mot. She’s

ally becoming quite boring.

mars. “I understand that part. I mean – you’re

I mean you’re his property after all. That much

Property? I whisper, i

its not suite that gast

“When an Alpha accepti

me to cause any more death song in my head.

As for me to r

erin in the passenger

of the car behind us. 1

taking place in our car. Who knows? Maybe be

My heating has been crazy good lately, but

interwise it’s useffield. It’s weird, really. It’s almost like he did it

to his son.

think we’d make a strong

away frimm

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before Alum met me, you dumb

be saying “What?”

pack. Belize witnesses. It is the way of things. She

t be made you Luna,

to in my head. She’s no Marga least that slut was clear about what

Perhaps.

biolutely certum wi

and never wanted

only push bet to annoy more prood that

is. Not that I’m going to tell her that. “I don’t know.

knowing further. But for some reasg, I can’t help myself. Let a

locus and

a doubt

Deservei a Luna that knows how a pack

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grin. “You mean, a Shitless Lea? I poke, using the term Benjamin täht me to describe

the job. She scowls. “I mean someone who knows what it means be a shitter. Not some human girl that can’t

his fated mate!” A soft voice says from the back. “And you should be

rounded, her lips a perfect heart. She’s really pretty and very young. I send her a grateful smile which she returns with a slight bow of her

one asked you,” Cadence snaps

at

the in the trunk. “What’s your name?” I

She sight, her

are

her body to face the front. “Brenda,” she

She chuckles. “Seventeen”

Jesus. Her shirt is ripped, practically hanging from her bac assaulting. I suddenly find myself daydreaming about different ways

that she is one of the

distic prick..

head. “He didn’t. He was about to, but thats when he beard your mate in the hall and he left the room. Her eyes fill on the blond Shiftless napping on the seat behind Cadence. She jerks

glance over my

toward the sleeping

bruises and her long

missing a