The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack Rute Number 1 No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Thirty–Eight

DRAVEN

The unha thegow to set when I step through the dows and annen, Tom back! Stepping into an uncharacteristically quiet hee small ir be in my hands, there is an eerie stillness in the atmosphere, Sportcenter hurt on. That’s wrint Thomonie? (called out.

I

But I smell him before he answers me. My eyes dart up toward the stairs just as he is coming drown

“Hey baby,” he says, a strange light in his silver plated ages.

“What’s wrong? I can feel it. Somethings happened and the wary look on fomnie’s face confirms my suspicions.

He sides up to me, his gaze scanning over my face lovingly as actually caught something? he snickers.

kes the ice boot from my hands and plants a soft kiss on my lips. “You

I glare. Shoving him in the chest as he taunters anxay from me and into the kitchen. “I told you I I know how to fink, Probably even better

than you canu”

He grins devilishly as he begins unpacking the filets in the ice box and begins to preheat a pan over the stove. “Except, that I can literally dive into the ocean and catch them with my hands.”

“I wlly fucking doubt it, I snort, coming to stand at the opposite end of the island and watch him cook,

He’s quiet while he works and his face remains slightly pinched with worry as he goes about the motions. The longer I stare at him, the more I begin to realize that he’s hardly looked at me since I walked in. Sure, be greeted me. Gave me a little bullshit kiss too. But he is absolutely not engaged.

Emily and phoned the Big Bad Alpha about the stowaway on the yacht, and then swore

answered

back to me to grab some spices. “You never

wrong?

grooves through his shirt. He sighs heavily, throwing butter and spices into

his head up and back, gesturing toward the dining table. “Something came in the

then smile. “You ordered

serious. “No baby. I did not. Although I will now that I see how happy

see if you recognize it. It’s right there on

it?” I ask. “What the

solemn as he says carefully, “It’s a fancy gold

the table and finally see it. An intricately carved wooden box in the

table.

I hear Domonics say, “I believe, the pictures are of

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back around to study his worried expression before I turn back toward the box. Who would possibly have a locket with hand my mother in it? No one except maybe… No, it muldn’t be. It would be.

the box. The moment I touch it, I feel something strange move

flash behind my eyes. Incomplete and fragmented. A huge hand reaching down for me,

the box. The scent is stronger now, but I

locket is oval shaped and obviously expensive. But there is no card inside, nor any other clue as to who sent this. Litting the necklace out gently, I open the lockets

the picture looks exactly as I did when I was that small. But I can’t be entirely sure, because my mother never kapt many pictures and the few that I ever got a look

the p

the photo looks almost identical to me. In fact, if I didn’t know better, e. However, there are some slight differences. Like her hair for instance. Mine is

mine is more heart–shaped. But one

face Demonic’s clouded eyes. The photo on the

not of

He sturtles. “Whath

reach for it, breathing in the scent again to help me trigger it. I hear laughter… my laughter I think and I see my mother standing next to the giant man. My mother is yelling at him as he walks away from her and toward me. He reaches down lifts me up… tosses me in the I cant make out his face… he places me back on the ground

eyes and find Domonic holding me. It takes a minute before I realize