The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Fifty–Nine

DRAVEN

“So let me get this straight, I begin, my eyes lingering on my father for a longer moment than any of the others. “They took him too?”

My father nods, stepping forward with a guilty bow. “Domonic is the Alpha of your pack, little one. It was his decision to make and rightly

50. 50.

I’m getting a little tired of all this secrecy,” I snap, my attention snagging on the newborn cat in the corner. “And what the fuck is his problem? He’s been pacing like that for hours.”

“He needs to shift,” Goose says calmly. “At least, that’s what I’m getting from him.”

“I know what I need, Cane grumbles. “I need Roman. I want to punish him.”

“Well Roman isn’t here Dimwit, Delilah chortles, her newly healed mark catching my eye.

“You’re marked,” I whisper happily, smiling back at her when her eyes shoot my way.

“I am. Someone couldn’t wait any longer,” Delilah teases and Quinn shrugs my way.

“So what now, then?” Taedora asks from her corner of the room where she is making a few margaritas for those who are not pregnant.

“With the hunters still unaccounted for,” Cane hisses, “the Elder Few will be sending their enforcers and with those Rangers still scouting the woods, I don’t think any of you should shift.”

“Any of you? Gayle taunts. “You are a shifter now too, baby. There isn’t any you.”

Cane grins, then races toward her with a blur of speed that has the rest of us gazing toward my father in question.

Gio shrugs. He is twice born and apparently very dominant. I have never met one that has been made a shifter before so I don’t know the extent of their power.”

“So what you mean to say,” Goose begins, “is that he might be stronger than any one of us.”

Gio smiles in his all knowing way and I can’t help but snicker. “Perhaps.”

“That’s…just not fair, Goose grumbles. “You better make me a drink too, Tae.”

“He also was given the blood of a Lion King – basically an Alpha of your kind…so there is that,” Gio adds with a sardonic smile.

more reasons to adore

drink, a dark blush blossoming across his

hots for you ever since that day you grabbed her by the throat and stopped her from shifting,” I

says, finally regaining control of himself. “I

ignoring

a voice meant only for me. Then he meets my gaze with a serious

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Hundred Fifty–Nine

and then ing the way they tam to follow my steps. Make mine a virgin,” I call out to Tae, barely glancing back at my father who is muldenly capriated by

I just

Cane’s voice chatters the ingat laughter coming festo

in my

go there? Delilah

his gaze

would need a boat,

what?” Cane challenges, his blue eyes flashing so gold I’m momentarily stamped for an answer, “Roman’s death is as much mine as it is

Delilah warns, but he hardly looks

if I have to sun. I’m

DOMONIC

back inside the basement when my phone rings with Draven

wish I could say I was just thinking about you but–feat off when the telltale sound of a boats

her way here. I just know

that, she answers and my hackles immediately

justified. She needed to know that we weren’t monsters. She did! “Who called you? Emily?” It had to be Emily, the little meddlesome Beta’s mate. Damn her.

practically hear the wheels in Draven’s

Nobody called her?

you safe. Why are you on your

my eyes go straight for Gryffin who is standing right behind

“So he’s

and well,” she says

jerk of his chin. “Until he does he’ll feel like a caged animal. It’s good that they’re coming here. A little more icing on the cake of revenge I plan to feed the bastard in

basement.

the phone, stepping away from the basement door and