The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Seven

GAYLE

“I almost can’t believe he bought it, I say, excitement that I really shouldn’t be feeling barreling into me. The chance to see him again, my mate, overriding the murky fact that he shot me, It really shouldn’t fill the with joy. After all, he wants to kill me, but in true shifter form 1 want to believe his heart can be changed. I want to believe that he might be helpless in falling for me. That’s fair, right?

“Why wouldn’t he buy it? Delilah shorts. Tm the one who was selling it to him. I’m his sister. He would never suspect me to side with

you guys.”

“Any why not?” I have to ask. “Did you hate us too?”

She shakes her head. “No. Actually, I’ve always had an extreme love for animals, but I’ve never been a believer in shifters. I never thought they were real. Ironically enough, I was still a little in doubt even after I watched the bullets pop out of Quinn’s back.”

“You’ve got to be kidding,” I giggle. “What was your reasoning for that happening, if you didn’t think he was a shifter?”

She shrugs, turning toward the Idaho exit instead of the Oregon one we were originally headed for. “I don’t know, Vampire maybe. Anything that wouldn’t allow my brother the satisfaction of being right for once.

“Vampires,” I laugh. “Believe it or not. That thought isn’t too far off – as there are giant bat shifters in the world.”

You’ve

got to be kidding?” she snaps.

“I’m not. I know one. His name is Antonio and he is an excellent lover, inform. “Taedora and I were both convinced he was our mate for a

time.

“Oh really?” she aks, her voice taking on a disapproving tone. “Does that happen often? Two of you having the same mate?”

I shake my head. “No. Not typically. And never when the mate is human. At least not as far as lions are concerned. I’ve heard draguns do though.”

She almost steers off the road. “I’m sorry. But did you say dragons?”

I have to laugh. “Yes. They’re real too.” Then I think about it and realize, it could be bullshit. I’ve never seen proof that they do actually exist. “Not that I’ve ever met one. I guess it could be considered Shifter Lore. But when I was little my mom used to tell me stories about twin dragons with the same human mate. Supposedly they live in the mountains of Japan and Hawaii. And wherever there are volcanos.”

“There are volcanoes in Washington,” she says matter of factly.

“Oh crap,” I say, just realizing. “I guess you’re right. Touche“.”

“I think I’ll stick

“I think I stick with wolves,” she says almost absently.

a pretty

say that almost as

dive into that one. Our friendship is too new. “He has

murmurs. “So I’ve gathered.” She sighs heavily. “Maybe I should call him

enough to kill ine, hell bring the whole brigade with him to stop you from interfering in what

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sighs unhappily, “I don’t

to believe it. It’s true,” I state grimly.

know I would never forgive him for

will. And Domonic owes Gryffin big time for helping him save Draven. Their alliance may just be important enough to trump anything that Quinn

knowing I’m the one on GPS duly. “Two hours,” I say, my heart thumping a bit more heavily at the thought. Not quite enough time to mentally prepare myself, but it will have to do. “Do you think he’ll recognize

He shouldn’t. If anything, he may be wary of you. But he would never expect me to have befriended you and lie about anything shifter related, so we

if he doesn’t want me? I can’t help

sympathetically. “If what you guys feel is anything close to how I feel about Quinn…

him?” I ask, confused.

news for your sexy

way

QUINN

trying to incorporate my deep breathing techniques into hearing this

me arrogantly. “Your little

lobby, I’m forced to stop myself from shifting.

scent was all over your room and outside

fucking bitch!” I snap. “Well, at least I

eyes light up. “Oh really? Where’s that?”

after her brother.

said something to that effect when we joined the

behind me has my back going ramrod straight

the hospital,” the voice says.

turned

Timmons gripes. “What’s wrong?“”

on the elevator and for the doors to ding closed. “That old bastard that just got on the elevator. He’s one of the Elder Few,” I say,

Hundred

replies, “I thought Rainier

I inform him “We knew they might try and enter like strangers, but we didn’t think they’d

apart–filad I stayed.”