The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter 156

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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…

honest to God cough up my lungs. “1-1.” I stammer ungraciously, leaning forward to

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is,” she says matter–of–factly

She really hist shot. She said that Rider is

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

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

still closed. Do you

squeeze mine, so I open my eyes. “I’ve never actually seen them all together during the full moon

but I’m more than certain it was them. They were protecting you. Because of who

the

ex–honger! Why would they…“I gasp, my hand going to the mark on my

are Rainier’s mate. His soulmate. It is

told you a–about me? About… biting

places her coffee on the table and scoots closer to me.

awa

when he did it, he called

it?” 1 ask, falling sad. “He

I mean well – he’s just upset that he didn’t ask permission first. He was

tears. Im not a homewrecker. At least… I never wanted

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

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thing I need to ask you

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

barely visible through the clouds when the twelve of us wake in the woods naked. I’m sore and there is blood on me. Mine and… someone else’s. What the fuck

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 fuck? I’m never

for answers. Out of all of us, it is usually the Alpha

Domonic states with a shrug, as if that is all

middle of Blackjack,” Quinn gripes. “And I must have come across a trap last night or something. Because my wrist is caked

says. “That’s what happened

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