The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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13.09 Thu Nov 14

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.

Big Bad Alpha about the stowaway on the

answered my question,

back to me to grab some spices. “You never answered my question.

wrong?

shirt. He sighs heavily, throwing butter and spices into the pan to roast before

tilts his head up and back, gesturing toward the dining

“You ordered

Although I will now that I

see if you recognize

I ask. “What

is solemn as he says carefully, “It’s a fancy gold locket. With two pictures

who?” I spin around to face the table and finally see it. An intricately carved wooden box in

table.

“I believe, the pictures are of you and

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would possibly have a locket with hand my mother in it? No

I touch it, I feel something strange move through me. My pregnancy

my eyes. Incomplete and fragmented. A huge hand reaching down for me, a giant shadow man with the sun bleaching out

is stronger now, but I push back at the forgotten memories

locket is oval shaped and obviously expensive. But there is no card inside, nor any other clue as to who sent this. Litting

on the right does look familiar. The child in 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 at were still somewhere in Florida. But

the p

loop. The woman in 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 straight and hers is super curly.

slightly rounder as to where mine is more heart–shaped. But one thing is

face Demonic’s clouded eyes. The photo on the left,” I say, glancing back into the

not of my

He sturtles. “Whath

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 and twirls like a ballerina

get before I open my eyes and find Domonic holding me. It takes a minute before I realize that I must have