The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Sixteen

GAYLE

No. You shot at her as she ran! You shot at me! I want to scream at him, but I don’t.

You let her go? No. You shot at her as

He says, “I was still on the ground, frozen in shock, watching her retreat when I heard Charlie start shooting at her back.”

Oh…

lis lip curls upward in disgust. “It made me so angry that he would do such a thing after seeing her. Seeing how beautiful she was.”

“Beautiful?” I can’t help it, I am a fool and I blush.

“I wanted to hurt him. Badly. So, I pretended everything was fine and I took him with me where I needed to go, but when the time came and I was presented with the opportunity to, I did. I hurt him.” He shakes his head at himself. “I’m good at that. Pretending. I’ve been doing it for a long time.”

I’m panting by now, so completely shocked by his admission that I almost don’t know what to do. I ask, “Is that what you’re doing here? At this place? Pretending?”

He finally looks at me and whispers, “Yes.”

“But why? What’s the point?”

His brow wrinkles, his attention drifting toward his hand on my leg once more. “It’s complicated. I need something that only Roman can give me. So I have to keep pretending. At least… for now.”

“Does your sister know that?” I ask.

“No,” he says absently. “It’s better if she doesn’t. It’s safer that way.”

d caress my inner thigh. “Are you My breath hitches again as his hand dives deeper between my legs to squeeze and caress my

to ask. “With me?”

you pretending now?” I hop

“Does it look like it?” he asks, flexing his muscles so the front of his gym shorts twitch and my eyes are drawn to the pulsating hardness

between his legs.

it you’re a virgin, I coo softly, my hungry gaze locked on his bulge.

“Your sister says

ux that

“My sister has a big damn mouth.

waters as I swallow back a moan You’re pretty aggressive for a virgin, Tremark shakily, my eyes closing when his pinky finger traces over the fabric

so that he can

badly. “You probably shouldn’t do that,” I rasp, as my fingers begin to tingle, my claws begging to

stroking again and again. Up and down, then in circles over my clit. “Tell me

true, I don’t. “But you definitely -should.” Because any more of this and my kitty will be desperate for more than an

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amazement? “How can someone like

That’s right. I m

does that mean?” I whisper, bringing my head back up and opening my eyes to study him.

between my legs. “I want inside,” he says, avoiding my question. “Come

on his lap, so after about thirty seconds of careful thought, that is what I do. Popping up on my knees a little more swiftly than I probably should have, I stretch

eyelids droop and his teeth close over his bottom lip, both of his hands coming forward to clamp

It’s my turn to tease him and when his dick. jumps the spare inch between

my legs.

‘s nice.”

skin of his well defined abs. The skin

of answering right away,

lap. He groans deep in his throat

the friction between us begins to drive me toward climax. My head is thrown

apart like guilty teenagers. Im back in the position I was in before I straddled him, but with my knees bent to the side instead of under me, Cane drags a pillow down from the top of the bed to cover the space between us as well as the bulge in front of his shorts. He somehow makes it look so natural that by the time Delilah is back in his room, she hardly even looks

she exclaims and I jerk

the bed. I feel Cane’s hand slide under my ass and give it a

place is like some big hush hush that a lot of the elders don’t even know about, but Quinn promised me that he was alone and that his presence could only help matters, so I gave him directions

coming here?!” I gasp.

look almost bored, secretly groping my bottom as he talks

nods, her gaze flitting steadily back and forth between

think Id like to meet him.”

mean you’re not mad? What about

not here, D. I mean, he can’t stay but you already said you arent either, so what is there to be mad

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have a favor to ask of

how generous

generous, Delilah? What are

“He’s not exactly your biggest fan. First, you left