The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates
Chapter 129
The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates
Chapter One Hundred–Twenty–Nine
FELIX
Laying back on in the cot, my eyes grow heavy and I start to doze. Som here in the distance a wolf howls, and the sound of the animal. has me instantly alert. A stringe sort of longing washes over me and I find myself wishing I could meet this beast. In Southern California you never hear anything as beautiful as the song of the wolf. Never. Traffic and cruzies, sure. The constant honking of cars and sirens blaring, yes. But something as simple and melodic as the cry of the wild goes unheard. In this moment, I envy that beast in the woods. He has something I might never have. Freedom and strength. A life.
what I would choose. A wolf.
Never been much of an animal lover, but if I were to choose come to hav at my side, that is wh
A blush creeps across my cheeks as I play back the moments before Sheriff Rainier walked out of this office. It might be the ‘we‘ that still has me hooked on the fantasy, but as goofy as it may seem, I felt something when he said it. Something… like hope.
Despite
pite the fact that I obviously disgust him, I’m pretty sure he finds me, at the very least, a little attractive. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t notice the few times his eyes locked onto my boobs. Or the moments when 1 caught him licking his lips at his gaze walked over my legs. I’m willing to bet that if I were your average everyday girl next door Barbie, and not the loose moral hooker that he thinks me to be, I might have a shot at him. But who am I kidding? A girl like me? Damaged and broken with a list of Johns as long as the Nile River? | don’t stand a chance. Someone like him… a put together enforcer of the law with a body made for sin and a face meant for the big screen would never go for someone like me. And it is that realization – the knowledge that I will never be good enough for someone like him – that has me wanting to break down in tears. Because even though I’ve only known him for five little minutes, he represents everything I wish I could have.
“Get over it Felix, I hiss. There are some people in this world who are destined for happiness… and then… there’s you. True love doesnt exist. At least not for hookers. Forget about him.”
It’s strange though, because I’ve never allowed myself to play with the thought of someone coming to save me. It’s too dangerous for my mind to toy with the possibilities of my ever being important enough for that. But this cop… Rainier… I can’t help it. I want him to rescue
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me. I want him to want me.
The door to the office opens and I jolt from the bed. Rainier steps inside, his eyes wild and his hair mussed as if he just battled a tornado out on the street. Or… could be he just rocked somebody’s world. Not gonna ponder that one.
The look he gives me as he meanders my way is full of curiosity. He unlocks the door and I step out of the cell to stand uselessly beside him. That’s when I notice something that sends my fragile heart tumbling to the ground. The buttons on the front of his uniform are crooked. Like they might be if he got dressed in a hurry and missed one in the rush. Well daun. Maybe he was out fucking someone.
I can’t put into words the ridiculous jealousy that I feel at that moment. Nor the hurt that that burns into me which I am most certainly not entitled to
I swallow thickly and say, “You’re shirt in on crooked. You missed a button–1 tap on the front of his chest-“right here.”
His brow furrows and his eyes trail downward, toward my finger that for some ungodly reason is still touching his chest. I snatch it away
hurry and try and disguise my embarrassment with a smile. “Must have
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deny that,” he says and
What
glare as he chuckles, taking the moment to re–button his shig. The swell of his chest underneath is barely contained by a bleached white muscle shirt and has me clenching my hoo–haw as clamp my eyes shut so that I don’t oggle him like a pervert. 1 don’t open them again until he clears his throat.
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sure that I’m following. I am, but I don’t know why. What the fuck
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