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…

elegant codes table honest to God cough up my lungs. “1-1.” I stammer ungraciously, leaning forward to digest me and grant her my full attention. “Yes,” I admit. 1-1 was but I know how stupid explanation for what

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is,” she says matter–of–factly and I whimper.

She really hist shot. She said that Rider is

so is little Ryder that you set on the yacht the other

thumping as I think of the wolves in the parking lot and the way they dragged Antman away.

begin, my eyes still closed. Do you think they were

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

than certain it was them. They were protecting

the

“I am nobody! I am a fanciful ex–honger! Why would they…“I gasp,

are not nobody, You are Rainier’s mate. His soulmate. It is why he marked you and it is why he refuses to

her. “H–he told you

her coffee on the table

awa

when he did it, he called

about it?” 1

“No! Not in the way you think. I mean well – he’s just upset that he didn’t ask permission first. He was afraid that you were going to

was,” I say with a nod, my eyes filling with tears. Im not a homewrecker. At least…

softly. “You’re not. There’s a lot to explain. So I guess, know

1

guess, the first thing I need to ask you

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

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

have done last night?” Quinn asks and I see for the first time that he too is covered in blood. His wrist is painted in his

usually the Alpha that

is all that matters. “And I don’t feel any pain, so they

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

Timmons says. “That’s what happened to

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