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.

that just because I was human and weaker than

time for heroics if I’d just conceded

was begging. She begged me. And what do I

yet, and she was

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 her

me for. That’s all

Pain.

Kitty

Goddamn it

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I felt it and it felt so good. I

it off. Cane. You get what you get. At least you got to see her again.

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

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

shed is still smoking 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 and looks

hyena than a majestic wolf.

2

too asshole. See you on the

forearm and as

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

when I did it. That’s when

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 my

deep, frantic voice sounds above me, panic

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

yells, his gaze going from me to Roman then back again. Quinn meets my eyes, then

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

my mouth. Frowning, 1 picture Cayle’s face when she hears the news and I want to kick

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

blanket.