The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Twenty–Three

“Jesus Christ. Nothing Bartlett. Just go easy on yourself. Don’t feel son guilty. After uit – Quinn twice with a sniper rifle. I doubt she’s had any miraculous changes of heart sinew she’s going to want blood. So when she wakes up. I’d play it carefully can’t afford to t

Oh no? I ask tiredly, making my way upstairs. Why’s that?

“Because,” Timmons chuckles. “Quinn and Gryff are bringing in one hell of a prize tonige

“What?” I snap, “Really?”

Timmon’s eyes are bright with excitement. Tonight we’ll finally get to fod oor

“What do you mean if he’s the one? I snart. Of course he’s the one! He has t

“He’s definitely the one who has been breaking into the bar. And according to s but he swears he didn’t start it.”

What? That can’t be true, can it?

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Twenty–Four

CANE

“It’s not too late, Cane. You can still make a better choice, Roman campaigns from his place on the ground, but I ignore him. “You are the perfect student. The perfect partner. I never should have left you here this morning. If I’d only just trusted you and taken you with me this would not be happening.”

His bullet wounds are looking a little black and his complexion somewhat gray, but he’s not tied up and he hasn’t made a move to remove the silver bullets himself, so that tells me one thing. He wants to appear as

call it pretending, I call it revamping, Roman gasps, flashing

you going to shut him up, or should I?” I hiss, watching helplessly as Quinn attempts to master Roman’s state of the art tranquilizer gun. “Because I promise you this, if

little patience. I just want to be sure I give him

can’t shoot him with it twice. If the first hit doesn’t do the

Quinn argues, his yellow–brown eyes twinkling in a way that tells me we are definitely

the smallest idea what it is,” I say with

great team. Practically share the same

head. “Chill out Old Dog.

surprising.” 1 quip. “I hope she made

Christ,” Quinn

devoured the meal. She knew she wasn’t the one I really wanted, so she offered me a sweeter deal. I mean, I knew the lady was ruthless, but I had no idea how jealous she

done is done. Fucking up now won’t change the

he talking about?” Quinn hisses, the tranquilizer gun trembling in his grip. “Is he talking about your sister?

very best not to hear him, so who knows? You should probably do

on Quinn. “You’re the new flavor of the month then. Delilah certainly gets around, doesnt she? Roman eyes him suggestively. Those hips of hers were practically made to take a

fuck Fm going

fuck did you say?”

come now. You heard me. You’re a wolf. And not just any wolf. An Alpha. At least, you

so badly

Two Hundred Twenty–Four

if they knew? Huh?

Huh? What woul

found out you were

makes you think they don’t already

that gets my

all of them

for a moment as I try to dredge up exactly what foman’s words to me were when I told

I didn’t have a girlfriend or wife,

Flesh that was immediately placed in some kind of crystal mason jar full of liquid and taken away. I didn’t think it was odd that they kept it at the time, but now that I think about it, I had seen jars like that before along some of the Elder’s