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.

as he studies me, then he flashes me a quick smile that promises more violence than it does joy and he turns around. “You know what I need Quinn,”

me, a muscle ticking in his jaw, before he sighs

to watch the black ripples of the ocean and the thick fog rolling in. Am I stupid to think that I can make Cane listen? What if I was the one

did that bastard Roman

prop my elbows up 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 me with his betrayal. That award

lay back th

groan in frustration as I play back the little details Charlie shared with me about this morning. The arm skinning thing is gruesome as fuck and yet, don’t have a hard time picturing Cane completing that part of the act, There’s not a doubt in my 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

Roman’s little

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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

the backyard bainking his best friend. In the end, it didn’t really matter, because Elder Roman treated my mother like the plague from

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

Cane is a twenty–three year old virgin, and I can’t help but think maybe he should at least get some pussy before he decides what direction his life is

me in place and preventing me from moving at all. They stroke up and down from my outter thighs to my waistline to my ribs, then my ribs down to

the sexiest hips, Lilac,” Quinn whispers, dipping his head into my neck and nibbling on my exposed shoulder. Sparks tingle and warm the skin with each and every drag of his lips. I have been waiting all day to have you back here and alone,” he groans. “You have a promise

‘I do?

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

he presses into me from behind, grinding his thick hard shaft into my back as he shoves me up against the mailing.

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 railing and stroking

the japossibly

you are,” he groans, his whole hand pinching the flesh over my hip, “I need to be inside of you.”

buckle, then his zipper. I feel the head of his impossibly thick cock wetting itself against the honey of my entrance as his free hand strokes up and

I try and stand up, but he