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.

her to see me as someone who could 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 do something for her that she was never able to do for herself

been plenty of time for heroics if I’d just conceded to

she was begging. She begged me. And what do I do? Shoot her again and send

know me yet, and she

very own forest, like a worthless, selfish hastard just to be one of those stupid, arrogant, pricks – and then I s her outside of the cottage, disabling

know me for. That’s all she’ll remember of me.

Pain.

sorry Kitty Cat

Goddamn it

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and’t felt that. I felt it and it felt so

it off. Cane. You get what you get. At least you

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 him so he’d have an excuse for moving. I don’t know what it is he said to Quinn to get him to do it, but I can

snark of a wolf bleeding out from his abdomen attracts my attention and 1 smile. At least he’s going to go too. The

in the shed is still smoking in my hand when look over at him, at Roman. His big orange–brown eyes are angry as

hyena than a

2

asshole. See you on the other

own blood, with a gash the size of my forearm and as deep as my whole hand, along my torso, I play back the last few seconds with

to say, it’s pretty fucking scary. The moment my eyes spied the bullets on the ground, I 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 mid–section. It is safe to say that a wolf’s claws are pretty goddamned sharp. I never even

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

me, panic more than evident in

that is carrying on up above me like some frightened mother hen as

gaze going from me to Roman then back again. Quinn meets

I say, because I’m pretty sure there is a special hell for people like him and my Pops. “I can’t be sure, but I’m betting you and I are headed different

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

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

blanket.