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.

because I was human and weaker than her in some ways, that I had plenty to give. I needed to do something

of time for heroics if I’d

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

me yet, and

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 her and taking her right to choose away from her.

will ever know me for. That’s

Pain.

Kitty

Goddamn it

shool

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and’t felt that. I felt it and

You get what you get. At least you got to see her

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

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

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.

hyena than a majestic wolf.

2

See you on the other side.

here in a pool of my own blood, with a gash the size of my forearm and as

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

it. That’s when I

then I simply took aim and emptied the chamber into his stomach. At that point, I no

deep, frantic voice sounds above me, panic more than evident

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

me to Roman then back again. Quinn

nod at him, just to let him know 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

face when she hears the news

Then Gryffiny disappears into my

blanket.