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.

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

answered my question,

his back to me to grab some spices. “You never answered my question. What’s

wrong?

muscles tense, I can see their glorious grooves through his shirt. He sighs heavily, throwing butter and spices into the pan to roast before turning

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

flinch, then smile. “You ordered

not. Although I will now that I see how happy you just got. But no.

see if you recognize

it?” I ask. “What the

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

table and finally see it. An

table.

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

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before I turn back toward the box. Who would possibly have a locket with hand my mother in it?

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

scent, that for some reason, brings a wawe of nostalgia over me. I nearly shudder as images flash behind my eyes. Incomplete and fragmented. A huge hand reaching down for me, a giant shadow man with

but I push back at the forgotten

nor any other clue as to who sent this. Litting the necklace out gently, I open the lockets face.”

sure, because

the p

I didn’t know better, e. However, there are some slight differences. Like her hair for instance. Mine is straight and hers is

mine is more heart–shaped.

clouded eyes. The photo on

of my

He sturtles. “Whath

never really did understand why. But now, I 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 and twirls

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