The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Fifty–Five

GAYLE

The house is still quiet when Cane and I slip through the door of my room and into the hall. The clock on the wall reads that it’s four am in the morning and despite the early hour I am wide awake. Before we decided to come down here I threw on a light pair of pajama bottoms and a loose white top. I’m not wearing a bra or panties, so when I race down the stairs the wind catches my shorts, whipping them upward and before I can step one foot beyond the landing Cane is on me.

The space is dark around us, but even so, our lion sight makes everything easy for us to see. Yet I don’t check the room, because as far as I know everyone here is still sleeping.

“These shorts are going to be a problem, Cane hisses softly in my ear, snaring me around the waist with one arm and cupping my ass cheek with his free hand.

I start to laugh, pressing back into his growing erection so that I can feel it rocking behind his jeans.

“I agree. Definitely going to be a problem. Especially for me, after all the yelling you both were doing only minutes ago, Quinn’s voice spills across the space and that’s when I remember that he and Delilah had fallen asleep together on the couch in the living room that evening. He doesn’t stand up, simply tilts his head in our direction to flash Cane a wide–toothed smile. “Good to see you again, Cane. I stand up and hug you, but your sister is asleep across my lap.

Cane smiles, wandering toward the back of the couch to peer down at her for a long moment. As glad as I am to see her, Cane whispers, “I’m not entirely ready to hear her mouth, so carry on.”

Quinn laughs silently in the dark, then says, “I really am happy to see that you’re okay, man.” His face falls, guilt tainting his features. “It never should have happened that way. I’m a wolf shifter and I should have-

“No,” Cane interrupts. “No, bro. Everything happened just the way it was supposed to. Don’t you dare go feeling responsible for my fucked up mistakes. They were mine to make and I own them. You did what you were supposed to do. You took care of my sister.”

understanding passing between the

away.

two. What are you both still doing

sleeping pretty well until that small earthquake rocked the house a few moments ago. Which I can pretty much guarantee you, Gio heard as well.” Quinn chuckles, flashing the two of another grin. “But now that the danger has passed, I’ll carry her up to bed. She can yell at me

for a moment,” Cane

your secrets,” Quinn replies, clearly aware that Cane is lying. “You know where to find me if you need some help with that little bastard.”

I supply with a roll of my eyes and Cane smirks guiltily.

comments. “Sometimes it’s an absolute bitch. Especially during

of us enter the basement, it’s closing in on five a.m. and when I step toward the room that houses Ted

Cat,” he says. “I’ll handle this and then

afraid of him, He’s just some little crybaby

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says quietly, pulling me into his arms for a ferocious kiss. “And I know you’re not going to like what I do next, but m going

more secrets between us. I need to know everything you intend to do.

seeming to be lost in thought for a moment. “You’re right, he says. “God help me, you’re right. If I only would have listened to

maybe – for whatever fucked up reason – we were supposed to go through that so that you and I could have a full and happy life together. Maybe it was designed that way. So that we could

with his hand on the lock.

would we do

rangers scouting the woods