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.

protect her. To know that just because I was human and weaker than her in some ways, that I had plenty to give. I needed to

have been plenty of time for heroics

me. And what

even know me yet, and

to be one of those stupid, arrogant, pricks – and then I s her outside of the cottage,

ever know me for. That’s

Pain.

Kitty

Goddamn it

shool

1/3

Hundred

I felt it and it felt so

what you get. At

he was able to take out the bullets. That’s probably the real reason he kept talking so much shit. He wanted one of us to lose our temper and attack

attention and 1 smile.

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

a

2

See you

my own blood, with a gash the size of my forearm and as deep as my whole hand, along my torso, I

By the time I was able to lift my chin, Roman was already half wolf and his fully shifted paw was flying toward my mid–section. It is safe to say that a wolf’s claws are pretty goddamned sharp. I never even felt the blow.

did it. That’s when

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 that they wanted him alive, because I wanted him dear.

above me, panic more than evident in his

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 child, his chest heaving

to Roman then back again. Quinn meets my eyes, then

say, because I’m pretty sure there is a

blood in my mouth. Frowning, 1 picture Cayle’s face when she hears the news and

can’t happen!” Gryffin snarls. “I won’t let this happen!” Then Gryffiny disappears into my room, coming

blanket.