The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Fifty–Five

Bir gun shots rang mud as the soulf charged at Antman. At first I didn’t think the wolf was going to stop. I actually smiled seeing that the beast appeared to avoid being hit. But then a loud yelp was heard as the wolf flew hackward and my chest felt like it might explode.

Now, I lay over the top of him, the wolf, Crying into his fur and staring into the beautiful jewel yellow of his eyes. Blood covers my hands and soaks into the wolfs chest as he lay there whining, I stroke my hand over his magnificent coat as I scream.

What the fuck? Are you crazy? Get in the car bitch,” Antman says from behind me. Or the next one goes into your head.”

The wolf beneath me growls, his lips turning up as life seems to flare in his eyes. “Shh,” I tell him, petting his head as tears stream down my cheeks, “He still.”

“Felix!” Antman yells again. “Get in the fucking car

I can hear him step toward me, but I don’t let the wolf go. His blood is seeping into the ground and I can’t help but feel like it’s my fault. If I’d only just gotten into the car- or if I’d just stayed in the apartment like Rainier wanted me to, none of this would have happened.

“How many more bullets do you have in that gun?” I ask.

“Enough,” Antman says and I see the barrel of his gun rise next to my face toward the wolf’s head.

“No!” I snap, showing my body over the wolf. That’s not what I

Suddenly I’m snatched off the wolf’s body and thrown onto the trunk of the car. Antman presses into me, holding his gun to my head. “You know, I’ve always wanted to fuck you. I think that’s just what I’m going to do the minute we get back. Or maybe I’ll just do it right here. In front of that dying stray.” He kicks my legs apart to push his hips into mine. “Would you like that?” He hisses, his tongue dragging up my throat as I whimper. “I think you would. Big boss man sticks his dick into the sweet blond barble. Maybe… I’ll even like it so much that I’ll keep you for myself. Yeah… you’d like that.” His tongue dips into my ear. “I think I would too.”

A feral growl sounds behind Antman and he freezes. My eyes fall to the wolf’s chest as it puffs up and I stare in shock as he drags himself upward and onto his paws. “Oh my God,” I say, watching in amazement as six bullets scatter across the ground beneath the wolf, the sound of them tinkling like coins onto the asphalt and causing Antman to turn back around,

\\\”The fuck?” Antman hisses in fear as the wolf stalks closer.

Suddenly another wolf barrels through the trees, growling and snarling as he approaches. This one is large and red–brown, with glowing silver eyes. Then another, and another follows behind IL A black one, a gray one, another in a mingle of gray and white. There are all huge and frightening, with teeth that look sharp enough to tear through metal. The intelligence in their eyes as they study the blood on the ground sends a shiver of amazement through me. When their eyes latch on to the gun in Antman’s hand and they growl at him I almost laugh

“Holy shit!” Antman snarls, pointing his little gun at four wolves that are stalking forward like silent death. “Fuck you bitch. Stay here if you want,” Antman says, edging away from me and stepping slowly toward the driver’s side of the car, “I hope they tear you to pieces.”

Suddenly there are more wolves surrounding the front of the car and 1 gasp in fear, falling away from the Cadillac and onto the ground. Antman scrambles to open the door, but he’s much too slow and in a flurry of movement they’re on him. Antman’s screams are drowned out by the snarling and growling of what looks to be ten or or more wolves as he is dragged into the trees and I’m left gasping on the asphalt.

have

to call Draven

blood where the wolf was once laying. How in the fuck?“Where-” I cut

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Chapter One Hundred–Fifty–Five

see him. Hes… familiar. He doesn’t smell like a wolf. He smells like… vanilla

the back of the bar as if

arms around his neck as

and he growls in the most un–menating way before he disappears into the woods. I hear him howl once more into the night before I sigh in contentment. With one last glance at the Cadillac I race back upstairs, locking the doors

as I dial the number Draven left me. She answers on

“Felix]”

explain what I’m feeling Not knowing how to say the crazy things I am

mean what if I’m

Slow d

she says. “Did something

I start, taking a deep breath.

“Antman?”

H–be came here

can hear her scrambling about her house probably getting ready

these wolves and they

don’t know. You see because…

voice lightens. “Okay. Go on… Tell me about them.”

trying to make me leave with him and the wolves… they came

sighs into

smile in her voice when

thump erratically. “Y–you’re not?”

replies. “I’m not.