The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Forty–Eight

DRAVEN

The daughter of on Alpha? An Alpha Wolf Shifter? Me? I shake my head, the carefully structured just a tiny bit more than before. Do you know what?” 1

the mail. I hop out of the car to stand toe to toe with the so called Alpha Wolf that on

His golden eyes twinkle, filling with tears, and I force myself not to see them. Force myself. myself not to care that all the answers to all the questions that I ever had while growing

let my love Bost zeey

What my little darling? Tell me, he whispers, his chest shuddering as tear streaks down his cheek,

danding right in fecer of me

I shake my head at him, wagging my finger in warning. “You see, the thing is, I know a little apparently don’t. And while I cant, on God’s good Earth, fathom why you would lie to me about being a about them, you see – just a tiny little thing really – but yet it is significant enough for me to kesa that you can’t be selling the don’t know what you planned to gain from me with your lies, but I’ve got somewhere to be my feet forward.

“Your n

mate and his pack have force shifted,” he states matter–of–factly, and 1 spin back around. He shrugs his shoulders, his growing ple eyes shimmering with an almost liquid quality as they absorb the moons silver light. They’ve done so every night

the time they hit puberty.”

My eyebrows drop into a straight line, my lips opening and closing like the lips of a dying fish on the pier. I am working to hide my interest, but I hear Taedora snort in the Hummer and I send her a warning glare over my shoulder

Gio continues, “Actually, most American Wolf Shifters experience the forced shift, but not all. Some are descendants of de Your mate and his pack… they are descended from an entirely different Bloodline than you and 1. my darling. The West Coast of the United States is much younger than the East. There weren’t nearly as many immigrants that settled on this side during the Great Migration. Your mate’s family is more than likely Nordic, or Scandinavian, or perhaps even German Centuries ago, a large number of the traveled to Canada and what is now Alaska. It is said that they spent so much time in darkness, that their blood began to reject the light They evolved into beings that craved the lunar rays of the moon so much, that sunlight became hazardous for them. With each generation, they migrated a little farther south. Out of the darkness and into the sun. But wolves of this bloodline are forced to shift v the full power of the moon us upon them, because their blood craves balance. One night as a pure wolf, and the rest spent as a wolf

shifter.”

“That’s crazy,” I hear Taedora comment, and that is when I notice that she has climbed out of the car to listen to my – no, no–to Gia the same way that I seem to be.

“What you have to try and understand is that long ago, shihers spent more time as wolves than they did as humans. Now, it is complete opposite, Gio pointed out.

Some like you?” I ask carefully, crossing my arms and stepping back toward the open car door. Something about this new knowledge is firing around in my brain. My neurons are zigrigging like lightning bolts into uncharted brain territory. “I don’t know, Glo,” I say coldly. “I mean, to be honest, I do even know for sure that you my father. I know you re on my birth certificate. I know at one time I loved you so much that 1- Casping, I clamp my eyes shut and

into her shoulder. I screamed, and I screamed, only settling down when I remembered the baby. Taking a few steadying breaths, I

for so long, my girl. So long, Gio’s eyes glint with moisture but I am thankful he

if he had. Or

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father loved

showed the

softly, not wanting to get too upurt. 1 screened

understood how much I

was you! Coming back to to. “I brok

love me more than anyone

Leould drink some fucking alrobot, but

I honestly had no recollection

me with Is “ I stutter, realizing I was just about to

m–mother, I say, but Gio is shaking his head sadly to pathogens of me and Bases from decades ago,

Old friends, much older

people

rgrening and tronding

that is

yourself, my darling

It commands me. Its

1. of whether or not I remember away from me fun

actually manage a slight smile. Thank you

as he watches me. The wrong of me without your mate

for you to unravel on your

walk toward the front gate. “Watt 1

that’s when I see the two men unfold from the shadows along