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 do something

for heroics if I’d just conceded to

her request… she was begging. She begged me. And what do I do? Shoot her again

even know me yet, and she was

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

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

Pain.

sorry Kitty Cat

Goddamn it

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and’t felt that. I felt it and it

You 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

of a wolf bleeding out from his abdomen attracts my attention and 1 smile. At

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 and looks

hyena than a majestic wolf.

2

you on the other

here in a pool of my 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

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.

That’s when I shot

the chamber into his stomach. At that point, I no longer cared that they wanted him alive, because I wanted him dear. Looks like I’ll get

above me,

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

me to Roman then back again. Quinn meets my eyes, then shakes his

I understand, then I turn back to Rogan’s wild, feral glare and give him the middle finger. “Give this to my dad, will you?” I say, because I’m pretty sure there is a special hell for people like him and my Pops. “I can’t be

body starts to shake with cold, and I taste blood in my mouth. Frowning, 1 picture Cayle’s face when she hears the news and I want to kick myself

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

blanket.