The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter 156

Chapter One Hundred Fifty Siz

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the gun, dragging syste

Just park in the ‘s How to the new one

last park in the bark at tamami

the grins, taking a seat next t

“The strip club?” I map,

ig for the first tinue what bar boges

“Yes,” she says with a roll of her ages.

“Out” I smile. “That’s cool” My ex

wadays menit, gang come the georgan and going up the act to fatter to

“The twebe?” I ask, nurious.

She only nods, her bright green ga shattering

“The only thing this place is missing is a fireplace, I comment

She smiles softly, taking a sip of her coffee. “Yeah I don’t the one in our bedroom upstairs and down here. He has done i I need a fireplace.”

“Right,” I agree, my eyes falling to her neck and to the mark th

“So…” she says with a raise of her eyebrows, “Your woodering

andy viable now in the dim lign. So…

stammer ungraciously, leaning forward

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she says matter–of–factly and I

eyes shut. She really hist

Hart. And so is little Ryder that you set on the yacht the other

think of the wolves in the parking lot and the way they dragged Antman away. Did they kill him? Well, of course

I begin, my eyes still closed. Do you think

I feel her hand squeeze mine, so I open my eyes. “I’ve never actually seen them all together during

than certain it was them. They were

the

a fanciful ex–honger! Why would they…“I gasp, my hand

nods, her eyes falling toward my bite mark. “You are not nobody, You are Rainier’s mate. His soulmate. It is why he

told you

did,” she places her coffee on the table and scoots closer to me. “He

awa

did it,

about it?” 1 ask,

mean well – he’s just upset that he didn’t ask permission first. He was afraid that you were going to leave him. Because of Angle

eyes filling with tears. Im not a homewrecker. At

smiles, shaking her head softly. “You’re not. There’s a lot to explain. So I

1

need to ask you is… how much do you

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

wake in the woods naked. I’m sore and there is blood on me. Mine and… someone else’s. What the fuck happened last

Quinn asks and I see for the first time that he too is covered in blood. His wrist is painted in his own and the rest of him in the same singer’s blood that I have on myself feel strange. Like… I dont know… kind of sad. What the

toward him for answers. Out of all of us, it is usually the Alpha that might have an idea of what we

states with a shrug, as if that is all that matters. “And I don’t feel

middle of Blackjack,” Quinn gripes. “And I must have come across a trap

happened to me

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