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 does joy and he turns around.

his jaw, before he sighs and chases after the overly built male that

Am 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 that’s the kind of surprise I

Cone? Where did that bastard Roman

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 will always belong to my mother. Could be that he’s more like her than I realized. Maybe he was only playing a part until the opportunity arose for him shed his skin and slither into a den of serpents, like the little snake he is. Cut old ties in favor

lay back th

done it just to Pledge. But… I refuse to believe that Cane honestly expected Charlie to die. I will not accept that

I hope being Elder Roman’s little bitch is worth

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Hundred Eighty–Nine

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

bainking his best friend. In the end, it didn’t really matter, because Elder Roman treated my mother like the plague from that day on and I couldn’t help but

to train Air out of all the

old virgin, and I can’t help but think maybe he should at least get

I start to turn, large hands grip my hips on each side, holding 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 my outter thighs and back

shoulder. Sparks tingle and warm the skin with each and every drag of his lips. I have been waiting all

‘I do?

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

the mailing. “Quinn!” I gasp, feeling his hands grope me, yanking off my top and

Quinn growls, and I can feel 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 railing and stroking his hands up my back to my shoulders. “I want to take you just like this. Fast and rough, with your perfect hips between my hands and my fangs on the back

in one hand, tuming my face so that I can see the japossibly sharp canines protruding from his lips.

perfect you are,” he groans, his whole hand pinching the flesh

belt buckle, then his zipper. I feel the head of his impossibly thick cock wetting itself against the honey of my entrance as his

but he doesn’t let me.