The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Seventy

DOMONIC

I was dumbfounded. In utter shock.

After watching the video of Gio talking to Draven for the fourth time around, it finally began to sink in. My gorgeous little mate’s father was a wolf. Even though Draven insisted that he might be lying, I knew he spoke the truth. Because I could scent the wolves in the yard and I knew there was something different about them, but I couldn’t figure out what

Now, I know,

Still, she had a point. I would like to see him change first before I throw my chips in with his story about The Great Migration. However, my dad used to tell me stories that his grandfather once told him. About our ancestors coming from a place that favored darkness and how back then they spent most of their time in their wolf forms. It got me thinking.. maybe there was a way to do away with the forced shift completely. Maybe, we could find balance another way and alter our reaction to the full moon’s power.

As an idea begins to blossom in my head, Draven comes sauntering into the dining room waving her hand in my face, again.

Really?

I snatch her wrist and pull her down on my lap. “He didn’t say when he’d be coming back?”

She gives me an odd look. “Who? Glo?”

Í nod, stroking the front of her flat stomach and thinking of my pup.

“He did not,” Draven says. But got the feeling it would be soon. So I imagine tonight.”

“My dad will be back tonight, to

“How’s Goffin doing?” Draven aski, a little too concermed for the king of the lion den

“Who cares? You shouldn’t, I snap playfully

Seriously, Domonic. Any news?”

I shake my head, no. According to my father, Gryffin still hadn’t shifted and he was looking worse everyday. “It’s time to get to the meeting, I say, my eyes focusing on her delicious throat.

I can’t help myself, I pull her in closer and begin to suck on her neck. I can never get enough of this woman, and even though we just finished having sex in the shower, I want bet again. My cock is rock hard against the bottom of her ass and when she moans that’s all it takes for me to pick her up and set her on the table in front of me. I opro her legs swiftly, and cup her ass to pull her forward into my

hips.

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