The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter 214

Chapter Two Hundred Fourteen

CANE

“Someone probably found your phone,” I say, holding my cell out for her to take.

Her mouth sours and the phone continues to ring. “Answer it,” Delllah tells me. Tell him we’re not here.

Him? 110?

“Tell him?” 1 frown, shaking my head. “You weren’t really at a motel, were you?”

“No,” she admits. “I wasn’t.”

She and Gayle share a look and this time I snap my head in Gayle’s direction just in time to see her mime the words, “Tell him,” to my

sister.

Tell me? Tell me what?

Gayle sees that I’m looking at her, I know she does. But to her credit, she doesn’t let it sway her. Choosing only to acknowledge me once she has Enished, her eyes snap to mine and she offers me a wan smile. The timid little turn of her lips is so endearing that I find myself smiling back.

The phone is still ringing in my hand so I look at it one last time, then block all calls from Delilah’s number. I can always remove the block, so I don’t worry.

When I look up at Delillah, her eyes are a turbulent shade of swirling blue and her mouth is sputtering wordlessly as if she’s in shock,

Shit, she’s worried.

“What’s the matter?” I ask, my brow furrowing. “Who is this guy and why does he have your phone?”

She shakes her bead, taking a few deep breaths and then looking toward Gayle for help.

“He’s her husb–boyfriend,” I hear Gayle say in a carefully cloaked voice.

Delilah’s eyes narrowed into slits. “Really, traitor?”

“Lilah’s the infamous Missus Quinn, Gayle chuckles, drawing my attention.

Lilah, huh? That’s cine.

I stare at her as she continues to laugh, her face going from simply sexy, which seems to be her standard setting, to adorably charming as her face lights up with joy from her laughter.

“You’re just mad because I refused your sexual advances, Delilah taunts from behind me.

Gayle gasps dramatically, sitting up to cross her arms over her chest. “You never told me you refused! I thought you were still considering

Somehow in the space of the last five seconds, my chest has begun to the and I rear back a bit, losing my inner peace as I take if in that Gorgeous Gayle is a lesbian. Well, that just really, really, sucks. I can’t exactly explain why it upsets me so much. She wouldn’t be the first chick I wanted to bang that turned out to be unattainable in her case, more ways than one. But for some reason it hits a whole lot harder this time. Maybe because I thought we had a connection and like I said before, my dick was painting a very different picture for

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    know she was flirting

    two of them continue to laugh, I zone out a bit. The world shattering news that Delilah has a boyfriend after just being single two days ago, is completely forgotten as I try to get my throat to work so that I can ask a question. I’m still reeling and now I’m staring at Gayle like she is in fact a traitor. When she looks

    falls uncomfortably

    lent finally findin

    “So… you

    swipe a hand over my face to hide my frustration before I take a look at

    Unknown Caller.

    finger to my mouth, ordering them silent, Chances are it could be Roman, but

    “Hello?”

    that end and a man’s voice says, “Hello Cane. My name is Quinn. Before you decide to lie to me and say that Delilah isn’t there with you, can you please tell her that I know that she

    thought, I say, “Sure, you can

    Quinn says, laughing with

    canned goods,” I inform her, closing her hands around my phone when she

    may have sounded like given our prior conversation. Then she turns to

    in our

    my baby sister even more adventurous than I already knew

    at me, but I can’t seem to take my eyes off of her. And it’s not like I’m ogling her body either. I’m just staring in hopeless admiration at the back of her head. Like a fool who managed to convince himself it was alright to believe in unicorns, only to learn that

    I’m already looking at her. Where is this shyness coming from? Is

    body

    my sister?

    to face m

    softly, chewing her lip when I

    is powerfully sexy and I find myself hoping to paint a new picture. One where I convince her to give dick a shot and she agrees to one night of nothing but

    don’t remember,” I lie and try for a smile, just so that she

    you sure?” She turns herself on the bed

    twitching visibly in my shorts as her back

    is evil

    stops when she almost reaches the headboard. Curling her legs beneath herself as she sits facing

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    fair. Although depressed, my cock doesn’t seem to be immune to her nearness and I can already feel it swelling. despite that I fight it. Looking down at my ever growing bulge, I grit my teeth and get ready to snap. Fully intent on chasing her out of here with some good old fashioned bullying, my mouth falls open to spit fire,

    on her face. Fear and hurt. Like

    shifted in my armas before she

    way to her.

    what I was about to

    But why?

    in demeanor means that I’ve

    kicked her to make sure she was dead. Fuck. That’s ugly I can only hope she was still unconscious for that part. Dropping my rifle, I released the

    compared to the shame and regret that I felt. I wanted to lay her down and turn the gun on myself. But then her eyes popped open and she stared at me for a long moment before leaping

    a few nights ago.

    now… she’s

    I’ve

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