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…

hot coffee sputtering from my lips and shooting across the 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

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matter–of–factly and

She really hist shot. She said that Rider is

And so is little Ryder that you set

Antman away. Did they kill him? Well, of course they did, dub. he gets drugged away

begin, my eyes still closed.

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

more than certain it was them. They were

the

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

mark. “You are not nobody, You are Rainier’s mate. His soulmate. It is why

stare at her. “H–he told you

coffee on the table and scoots

awa

it when he did it, he called

1 ask, falling sad.

upset that he didn’t

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

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

1

I need to ask you is…

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

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 happened

we might 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 own and the rest of him in the same singer’s blood

of all of us, it is usually the Alpha

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

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

happened

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