The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter One Hundred Eighty–Nine

DELILAH

“Hes standing right behind me too, isn’t he?” I ask without turning ardend.

“Yup,” a cold emotionless voice answers. A voice that does not belong to Quinn.

“How much did the two of you hear?” I ask, wiping the tears from my eyes before I turn around.

“Everything, they say in unison.

Great, now not only do they think Cane could give a fuck less about his sister, but they know he tried to kill his best friend and lied about it.

Despite that I know my brother is in the wrong, and that he is a calss A bonehead, I’m still in protective sister mode. Crossing my arms defiantly over my chest, I snap, “Well, good for you. Not that it really matters, because I’m not going to help you kill him.”

“Whoa, Lilac!” Quinn says. “Nobody’s wants to kill him!

Well that’s a lie. For one thing I do

orAlpha…or Domanic… smirks. “That’s not true. Gryffin definitely does,” the thickly muscled, handsome stranger says

Quinn’s friend… or and 1 glare.

“Dom!” Quinn growls and a look passes between the two.

“Right,” Domonic nods, stepping back. “We’ll talk more about this tomonow then.”

“Oh no, we won’t I say smoothly.

quick smile that promises more violence than it

he sighs and chases

I stupid to think that I can make Cane listen? What if I was the one Elder Roman wanted thrown in the river, would Care have done it? The sad truth was… I don’t know, I don’t think so, but

are you Cone? Where did that bastard

and rest my chin on my hands. Maybe it’s simply time to let Cane go. He is where he wants to be. Where he has always wanted to be, I suppose. I mean, it’s not like he would be the first in my family to choose the Elder path. Nor is the the first to shock

lay back th

mind that Cane would have done it just to Pledge. But… I refuse to believe that Cane honestly expected Charlie to die. I will not accept that my brother meant for Charlie to drown. Charlie was able to get free somehow… he was able to untie his wrists and drag himself out of the river. Cane had to have left the binds loose on purpose

I hope being Elder Roman’s little bitch is

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across the room. I guess I probably shouldn’t have hugged the dude when I thanked him, because the next thing you know, he was everywhere. Always looking out for me, keeping me pure‘. At first eemed like a normal sort of Uncle type thing to do for me, but then it started to get out of hand. Soon he was showing up at my school and Ilipping out on any guy I talked to. I finally had to let him know that I wasn’t a virgin and that he didn’t need to save me from the world of cock. At first the news seemed to have its desired effect. But the next thing I know, he’s flirting with me every chance he gets. Family barbecues, family Meetings, camping trips… until my mother began to notice. That was all it took for me to find them fucking in the poolhouse. I’m sure my mother probably thought I was jealous, and I think I even pretended to be, just so she gave it her all. That night, she declared that men like Elder Roman could never be satisfied by a young girl like me and made me promise never to address him as anything less than

idea that his beloved was in the backyard bainking his best friend. In the end, it didn’t really matter, because Elder Roman treated my mother

Elder Few have always thought of Elder Ruanan as somewhat of a legend. The man has never accepted an apprentice until now. Until, Cane. Elder Roman choosing to train Air out of all the sons of the Elders is probably the hand stroking Cane’s balls at the monsent, and until his balls unwind, Cane

I can’t help but think maybe he should at least get some pussy before he decides what direction his life is headed

each side, holding me in place and preventing me from moving at all. They stroke up and

Sparks tingle and warm the skin with each and every drag of his lips. I

‘I do?

of my blouse, he fires the bare flesh across my stomach, nipping and licking at my earlobe the entire time. “You can’t tell me you don’t remember,” he whispers then dips one hand into the front of my leggings to cup my mound and one hand into my bra to cup my breast. He squeezes both roughly and I shudder in his arms, gasping for breath. “You promised to let me use you tonight, he moans, his hand exploring more and more flesh beneath my shirt as the other begins to dip beneath my panties and stroke mercilessly between my folds.

groan as he presses into me from behind, grinding his thick hard shaft into my back as he shoves me up against the mailing. “Quinn!” I gasp, feeling his hands grope me, yanking off my top and tossing it to the side, then pulling down my leggings and panties in one hard sweep.

his gaze on me. Strangely enough. Im not at all cold. In fact, Em burning up. He groans deep in his chest, as both of his large hands close over the globes of my hare ass. He bends over me, pushing my stomach over the wooden

and Quinn grabs my chin in one hand, tuming my face so that I can see the japossibly sharp canines protruding from his lips. I moan, biting down as

you are,” he groans, his whole hand pinching the flesh over my hip, “I need

me when his friend was standing next to him. I hear his belt buckle, then his zipper. I feel the head of his impossibly thick cock wetting itself against the honey of my entrance as

and stand up, but he doesn’t let me. “Shouldn’t we use protection?”