The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Twenty–Nine

BARTLETT

“Are you sure about this, Dom? I’ve made enough bad decisions to last lifetime. I don’t want to add another to the list. Especially one that has the potential to harm the rest of the pack.”

As long as she’s either unconscious or blindfolded while on the yacht, there’s no risk. She’s human and a human cannot see the mainland from the shore even on a good day. Besides, those hunters would have to be more than a little suicidal to follow a bunch of shitters onto an island. I mean can you imagine? It would be a slaughter. A massacre. If not in our woods, then in the ocean around it. I doubt even Michael Phelps possesses the kind of breastroke it would take to keep up with one of us in the water. No matter which direction t came from, we’d see them. Nah, it’s not a mistake. It’s actually quite perfect. I can think of no better place for you to get to know one

another.”

With a short sigh, I gaze over in Rose’s direction. She remains as still as she was before 1 marked her, albeit with a tinge more color to her alabaster complexion. “Yeah, you’re probably right. That way, if she wakes up hostile, she won’t have anywhere to run to.”

“What do you mean?” Dom asks. “I thought you said she spoke to you in the hospital. That she remembered you.”

“She did,” I admit. “I’m just afraid that the man she remembers and the actual man that she asked not to leave her side are not the same guy. She probably believes me to be one of the campers that were there that night. From the other side of the lot. She has no idea that I was the wolf that tempted her friends into the forest to begin with. She never saw me step out of the woods in my animal fohn, and she has no idea what I actually had to do, to save her life. Inhaling a sharp, readying breath, I leave her to meet Charlie upstairs in the

kitchen.

“And what difference will that make in the end, B? You did, in fact, save her. Why should it matter whether you did it as a wolf or a man?

“It definitely shouldn’t,” I agree, clenching my teeth as I gaze out at the ocean. Charlie catches my attention at the stove as he lips two omelets effortlessly then snags a spatula on his right so that he can flip the hash browns too. He doesn’t look nearly as clumsy when he’s cooking as he does when he’s walking. Hmm…

“Well then, why worry about it? You don’t have to tall her that part until she’s ready to accept it,” Domonic points out.

“That’s the thing though,” I admit, smiling as Charlie sets the table and gestures for me to sit. “What if she’s never ready? What if she finds out what I am and hates me?”

Domonic huffs and I can practically see him smirking at the phone. “Unfortunately, Bartlett, that is a very real fear we all seem to have to deal with at one point. Look at it this way–at least your girl doesn’t have to battle against a lifetime of trauma scaring her away from shifters. At least you don’t have to worry about her being afraid of you.”

I laugh into the phone. “You’re right. I have to worry about her killing me in my sleep and then mounting my head on her wall instead.”

Domonic snickers. “Okay. Yeah. I guess I see your point there. But, she is a female, you know? Maybe she hates hunting. Maybe she was forced into joining the Elder Few by her parents. You never know… you might be just what she always wanted”

“Ha!” I chortle. “You obvious didn’t get to see my girl in action last night. No… she loves the bat. I’d bet the better half of my dick on it.”

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if there’s a right or wrong answer. “If you saw the way she handles a rifle, Dom, you might piss your pants. Just ask Quinn. He knows. She got him once as he leapt into the air and then again, before he even hit the

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well okay. So then I rest my case. Take her out to the island where the only weapons she’ll have against you

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Two Hundred

eve Charlie coming me with two heaping plates of food, smiling at the easy way he handles the planes and pitcher of fresh squeed jain. So w burglar being caught, I guess

of that I we put out since Doves got here. I

grunt.

“Why’s that?”

in delight when I bite into the crispy, buttery goodness of his homemade hash brown just

that a fact?”

say almost orgasmically as I sample the

anyway, you know? You’re about to become a mated wolf. You might nood to start spending more time at home and less time at the har. And it would definitely be nice to have a guardian around that does have to shift ond month. Especially since I’m pretty sure Draven’s

carefully. “Then consider it done. I haven’t asked him yet, but

docks and it looks

for my little

“Of course.”

for us to head to the yacht,” I say, then hang up. Taking another Charlie… where’s home? Where do you live when

bite of my

my food, I

then loses his smile as he eyes his food. “Oregon. Cept it’s not really home anymore. Cane, Delilah, and I… we all had a place there together. But we

grinning like a fool. Charlie’s eyebrows quirk up at me quizzically. Again, I smile, “You ever

GAYLE

rocking myself back and forth

it yet… but I

threatened to shift and race out into the woods for the humans to find, he gave in. He told me that he was only doing it so that I could have my time saying goodbye, but I knew the truth. He was scared to death. He knows that I meant what I said and he also knows that if I decide to join Cane in the afterlife there’s no way