The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Twenty–Six

CANE

There’s this moment that passes when you’re about to die. An instant of complete clarity. It is almost as if there is a layer of fog lifted

the colors seem brighter. Detalls are more acute and so are intentions. In fact, right then, when you realize whe

you know there is any way around it, you move toward it without fear, For that half a second, time stretches, the

acceptance lakes over. You brain says, Chi, so das in it then. This is low? And, you

Drun it

to get the bullets. Or Griffin.

1 knew better, I never should have taken my eyes off of him. I should have sent Quinn to get

There was never any y way they were going to watch over him the way I would, because they are not human. They can heal

1, however, cannot,

Gayle.

I should have listened to her when she asked me to go with them. I should have said, “Fuck this asshole. Let him come for me and the spent as much time as I could noticing every single one of Gayle’s smiles in the way that she apparently noticed mine.

Now… I’ll never know them. Those precious couple of hours with her in roy arms is all i will ever get.

dry didn’t 1997

I mean… why

Why was I so obsessed with playing the hero?

But I know what the answer is. Of course I do.

and weaker than her

for heroics if I’d just conceded to her request.

what do I do? Shoot

even know me yet, and she was

worthless, selfish hastard just to be one of those stupid, arrogant, pricks – and then I s her

me for. That’s all she’ll remember

Pain.

Kitty

Goddamn it

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me and’t felt that. I felt it and it felt so good. I wanted it. Wanted

get what you get. At least you got to see

us to lose our temper and attack him so he’d have an excuse for moving. I don’t know what it is he said to Quinn to

attracts my attention and 1 smile. At least he’s going to go too. The

in my hand when look over at him, at Roman. His big orange–brown eyes are angry as he watches me, blood coloring the dark brown fur of his underside. As far as wolves go, he’s fucking ugly

a

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asshole. See you on the other side.

my forearm and as deep as my whole hand,

heard it. The snap, crackle, and pop of bones shitting into something otherworldly. By the time I was able to lift my chin, Roman was already half wolf and his fully shifted paw was flying toward my

it. That’s when I

sleeve and into my hand easily, then I simply took aim and emptied the chamber into his stomach. At that point, I no longer cared

sounds above me, panic more than evident

to see that it’s Gryffin, and not Quinn, that is carrying on up above me like some frightened mother hen as he surveys my injuries. For a moment, he looks around like a helpless

from me to Roman then back again. Quinn meets my

him the middle finger. “Give this to my dad, will you?” I say, because I’m pretty

blood in my mouth. Frowning, 1 picture Cayle’s face when she hears the news and I want to kick myself for adding more

this happen!” Then Gryffiny disappears into my room, coming back

blanket.