The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Twelve

CANE

Where did you say you two mel, again?” I ask, not taking my eyes off the girl in front of me. There’s something about her. She looks… familiar.

“I told you.

Port Orchard.” My sister walks into the house, dragging Gayle past me and into the living room.

Gayle’s windblown hair bounces around her shoulders as she passes me and the sult blond tendrils brush across my skin. Now that my sister’s back is tumed, I allow myself to take a better look at her friend backside. Not the best idea I’ve ever had, because not only does she catch me, but I’m only wearing a towel and the bounce of Gayle’s ass has my compass pointing north.

Her amber eyes widen and her soft honey skin pinkens with a blush, before she smiles and shyly turns away from me.

With a bite of my lip, my gaze still lingers, roving unabashedly over each of her curves that the oversized sweatsuit somehow fails to hide. Shes smoking hot, and I almost can’t look away, but Delilah spins around and I’m forced to face the front door. Locking the deadbolt back into place and cinching my towel to disguise the stiffness of my dick, I ran the woods.

You girls can take the spare bedroom next to mine, I inform them, my back still turned as I pretend to regard the road into the forest. Studying their reflections in the glass of the bay windows, I’m not surprised to see the two of them miming back and forth. If I didn’t already know they were up to something. I might have been upset. But Delilah is my sister after all, and even though I know Im not her favorite person at the moment, she would never do anything to hurt me. So, III play along. For now.

Thinking about that almost has me laughing. Delilak, Delilah, when will you see? People aren’t always what you think them to be.

Besides, I am more than a little eager to learn all there is about Gayle and this shifter threat Delilah used to get invited here. Now is the perfect time to do it, if not the only time. Because Roman will be back by tomorrow and Gayle can’t be here when he returns.

the only one he was expecting and something tells me, he’s not going to like Gayle as much as I

grumble quietly to myself when I realize there may be no way to hide my erection. The girls still haven’t made a move toward their

my eyes going straight for Gayle as I walk

sake!” Delilah complains.

my sister completely. “She probably should have let me get

the darkest, most lusciously long lashes I’ve ever seen. They bat downward as she dips her head

toward my room. “The two bedrooms on this side are ours. The door on the other

Delilah asks, quirking her brow up suspiciously. “Im

room, turning to lace them before I close the door. “Maybe,” I say.

not,” Delilah snaps and I try to ignore

knew that would be the case, but I had to make the offer anyway. Delah has never liked Roman and now that I’ve seen with my own

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interest in her, I’m not going to fight her on it if she doesn’t want to stay.

at the horizontal spike at my waist. “I just meant to say that these are the Two that are open for use.”

hazy look in Gayle’s eyes, pleasantly received. Unfortunately, Delilah has eyes like

the door to the other bedroom

and I hate to spoil her image of me, but maybe it’s time. I’m aware Delilah still believes I’m a virgin and while that’s adorable and all, it simply isn 1 true. She’s definitely old enough to know that an older brother’s job is to set an example, not that it worked out the way I hoped it