The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Sixteen

DRAVEN

Five minutes after I called him, Dart was strolling through the front doors like an avenging angel. His stride was steady and unhurried, his eyes scanning the perimeter through the windows. Ever vigilant up until the point that he realized Taedora and I were baking biscuits in the kitchen. Brows furrowed in confusion, he asks, “What kind of emergency calls for biscuits and gravy?”

I grin, tossing my oven mitts up on the counter as I leap into his arms for a warm welcoming hug. “We’re making breakfast for everyone.”

“Everyone?” Bart asks. “Who is everyone?”

I smile bouncing back on my heels. “Emily, Koda, and you.”

“Emily and Koda? Are you sure they’re going to make it?”

I laugh, my eyes sparkling as I nod toward the driveway and the silver SUV pulling in behind Bart’s truck. “Yup.”

An hour later the five of us are gathered in the living room when I pull out the jewelry box and flip the lid open for all to see. A chorus of gasps and curses follow. Koda tenses, his arms guing so tight around Emily that she yelps.

“When did Domonic give that to you?” Bart asks, reaching forward to take it in his hands.

“This morning,” I say. Just before he left. He told me to keep it until my answer was yes and then… just that 1 should put it on and he would know.” I smile, my eyes watering at the memory. “When I saw what he did to the guestroom – how he made it into a nursery‘–I swallow-“I opened it to put it on and-”

That message was there instead of the ring,” Koda hisses. “Have you asked Domonic about it?”

I shake my head. “No.”

Any particular reason why?” Bart asks.

“You know why,” I say simply.

He and Koda both nod. “Right,” Bait acknowledges. “You don’t want him to send you away again.”

Koda growls, “Excuse me for a minute.” The rest of us watch as Koda settles Emily on the seat next to him and steps out front.

“Where the hell is he going?” Taedora quips, hopping out of her seat to peer out the front door.

“Not far,” Emily says. “He won’t leave me. This is the farthest his been from me since we got back here.”

“He’s on the phone,” Bart says, meeting my gaze. “Calling Rainier.”

“What?” I snap. “Why Rainier? What does he have to do with a

of it

from the fact that he’s the one who Domonic had retrieve the ring in the

as something nags

me, but I’ve always sensed a slight resentment. Like he wasn’t entirely happy that I was here. Could he have put that message in the box for me to read? Or for Domonic to see and once again decide it was too dangerous for me to

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do is confront him about it and

in the front. His eyes go straight for Taedora. “You helped put up the

the bar and the Sheriff

going vivid and catlike as she purrs, “I did. Why does it

the Sheriff Station. One of the places we had you lions place the cameras. If

no one on the camera but Rainier…”

nods, “Then there’s only one other person who might

thoughtfully in understanding as their eyes meet over the tabletop. “And Rainier is looking

finds and bring it over afterward,” Koda explains.

surrows at him warily. “So you don’t

at that,

staps, his dark blue eyes taking on the first glimpse of anger I’ve seen since Emily woke up from her coma. “Rainier is a lot of

returns to his seat lifting Emily back into his arms the moment he sits down. I have to smile upding the way he relaxes once he snuggles into her neck. Is that what Domanic and I were like all of

adorable,” I say with

to seeing from Koda, his eyes

couch I watch Bart smile sadly, his ryes focused on the pair of them as they cuddle and I notice for the first time how truly lonely Bart seems to be. I don’t know what

too, Bart. I promise.” I whisper and his eyes flare wide before

his throat. “Thats a nice thought kiddo. But it

reaching over to squeeze his hand. “It’s true. I

that

grabbing the jewelry box off the table and placing it back inside my pocket.

nothing on the cameras,” I say, pacing back and forth as I stare out at the yard. “Who is the only other person that might

a shake of his

deep

almost hard to hear, “Rainier’s human wife. Angle.”

has a mata??” I yelp. “Why

head, granting me a wan smile. “She’s i

mate. But she is

be murtied someone who was not his mate?”

unison, their

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his wife Angle is now what Baller

shangs I dont know he