The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter One Hundred Ninety

QUINN

I’m still pretty much dressed as I scoop Delilah up into my arms and hid her naked body close to my chest. Everything about her is positively perfect and before she can try to hide herself from me, I natch her wrists in one hand and take her sweet, pink lips into my mouth. Savoring the moment and longling my tongue with hers as I cally her into my bedroom and deposit her on my bed. There’s a sleepy satifaction in her eyes as she watches me, and it’s making my dick painfully hard. Tucking her in behind the thick down comforter and sheets, I stretch her long red mane out across the pillows and sigh and sigh.

“I should shower,” she mumbles, her eyes drifting closed as her body sinks more heavily into my dreamcloud mattress.

“No,” I say seriously. “We’ll shower tomorrow. I want you to remain just how you are until morning.”

Home I am? V

What?” she yawns, her eyelashes fluttering as

ring as she gazes at the. “How am 17”

Exactly how I want you. Drenched in my scent. Soon, 111 mark you inside and out.”

She snickers, her eyes closing as she turns onto her side, burrowing her face into one fluffy down pillow. “That’s almost kind of gross you nasty Wolfe,” she taunts me.

The blanket falls away from her back for a moment and I’m treated to the sight of her elegantly curved spine and the plump, round goodness of her remarkable ass. I grunt, biting back a snarl as my eyes catch on the deep mauve of one mouthwatering aureola. Holy fuck, I still haven’t tasted her nipples yet. Fucking Domonk. It’s all his fault!

He ruined the experience with his demands. I hardly got to taste her at all.

Okay….no… that’s bullshit. it wisn’t ruined, it was actually pretty awesome, but… it wasn’t the way I wanted things to go. I originally intended to take my time to explore her. Shit, I wanted to let her, explore met Fuck, she’s gorgeous and terribly unholy. Her breasts are proud, full, and perfectly round and her hips… her hips are truly one of God’s great gifts to mankind. Well, not mankind anymore, my kind now. That four dimensional heart that pops out of her waistline, is mine now. Not a single soul in all the world will ever touch them again. Just me. She’s already asleep and I want more than anything to strip off my clothes and join her, but I can’t.

At least, not until I get back. Then, I will.

For now, duty calls. I lock the balcony doors, shade the windows and dim the lights. I don’t like even the thought of someone peeping in while my Lilac is sleeping. Writing a quick note on a post–it about where I’ve gone – just in case she wakes up – I stick it to the sliding glass door and head upstairs. My phone buzzes in my pocket with a text from Domonic telling me to hurry the fuck up and get to the bar. I know why he’s in such a hurry. He wants to get to his mate. He’s dying to check on Draven and that’s why he commanded me to hurry. It’s not like he can’t just call her on the phone, Sure he can. And he probably did. But Domonic is more important than everyone else and Domonic wants, what Domonic wants.

He’s not actually supposed to even be heading to the packhouse, so why is he? His dad knows the way, he doesn’t need an escort.

All that goddamned rushing I was doing trying to keep Delilah’s attention on my dick and off of her cell phone, just so that I could pocket. the damn thing–cut in to my first time with her and made me feel like shit. I used sex with ory mate to steal her fucking cell phone. What a piece of shit I am. Not to mention that now I’m being forced to violate her privacy and basically, break her trust.

Then again, she didn’t exactly trust me with it. I swiped it from her as undressed her on the patio. Slid it into my back pocket and did my very best to keep her mind an other things,

Well, I succeeded. I doubt she even remembers she owns a phone right at the moment.

Relax, Q. At’s not like you’re gonna keep the damn thing. Or snoop through. Check and see how many different guys she’s been talking to. No,

one of that. Just gonna clone the device so that we can watch her every move is all..

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Fuck. If Delilah ever finds not about this I’m pretty sure it 11

more duan an orgasm for her to forgive me. Shit, I might actually have to

the her up to that the down lease I thoedd hune just offered to grah Cane’s phone number, not the whole damned phone. And if this stupid shit creates even one problem for me with Delilah I will personally tell Draven about the software Domonic has on her phone, my motherfucken self. I’ll tell her about how Demonic’s paranoid, otettive ass reads all her fucking messages and combs through her browser history like a goddamned crackhead. In fact, I think I do that anyway Haha.

than a little inclined to take

minute, my phone is

That phone

at a dead sprint. I don’t stop running until I ve passed the docks and have made a right to head toward the bar. Then, after waving to a few locals that are still scattered about, I pull out

phone reads Commander Cherkin

querday day fuck?

into the bar, I make the executive decision to answer her phone. You know, just in case this commander or whatever needs assistance. Or

the phone to my ear, keeping quiet as I listen to the caller curse and

An oddly familiar voice filters through the line. “Hello? Delilah!

Ted!”

I chortle, not really happy that he

Ted snarls. “Didn’t my father shoot you?

I’m afraid, Dumbfuck. Your daddy

feet from him!

daddy needs glasses, FYI

busy myself blocking his number. “How’s that

it

had to have three veneers put in this afternoon during an EMERGENCY dental appointment and not only are they shaped differently, but they don’t fucking match

well, that’s an easy fix, Teddy. Just

doing on Delilah’s phone?” Ted growls out. “Where is

fuck talks

like that?” Rainier chuckles. “Who is that

ignoring Domonic’s glare as I answer Ted’s question “Well, that’s too fucking bad because I can promise that you never speak to her again. And didn’t I just warn

will

Maximus. I only need to speak to her about

is the?

fast asleep in my bed, but I’ll let her know that you called.

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“Commander Gherkin? What?

I say as I hang up and

is online and ready to clone and Demonic takes a seat bind the desk then reaches for Delilah’s phone. I hand it to him warily and he shoots

was that guy?” Rainier asks..

douche. Son of Elder

the poachers?” Domonic

fuck is Commander

“Same

say with a

the name Delilah had

He must be an ex or something.”

No. No way?

name Commander Gherkin pretty

I both

“You