The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred sixty–four

PAUL

I have to head back to the mainland, Rainier attiness at thy back how to hang (kendy and the past twenty minutes.

Nice to see Bartlett with someone special. Out of all of us, I often wonder wher way be sent hus me qe ditmetist something is going on here. Something crazy

Dom thinks you should come back with res and be the one to check the Chathers doing of the have?

“What?” I snap, my attention ripping away from the window. “Why do or even for to g

“Someone was found in the woods naked and the authorities believed that it migh, a gart chart sy wo she has been placed in lock up and under arrest, tespite that after they compared the female to a picture

not Rose.

And what the fuck am I supposed to do about that?”

Check on the bar. Rainier grins and before taking another look at his phone

“Fine,” I snarl. “But I’m coming back here tonight.

“As am 1,” Rainier chuckles. “So no worries, then

“No worries…” I agree as I step away from the window.

ROSE

I latch onto Bartlett with a death grip and his arms close around me so tightly that I’m momentarily fighting a smile. His sent me and for a second I revel in it, in the safety and security it suddenly represents. Could it be true? This mate thing? Could he really we me so desperately?

Bartlett says for me, pressing a kiss into my head. Just

sparkle for a moment while I take it all in. This new feeling of having someone that wants t protect

whisper, pushing my face into his chest and feeling the pound of his racing heart against my

one’s going to hurt you here. They wouldn’t dare, he whispers back, pressing his lips onto the top of my head.

besides… you’re not the only hunter to

My eyes flare open and I lean away from Bartlett’s chest to look at her- this girl that

tall as I am, but she’s close and when I look directly at her I’m surprised to find her smiling from ear

lips quivering like she feels stupid just saying the words. “I almost killed you, but try and understand the trails off, her golden eyes dropping for a moment as she studies the ground. “Roman killed my

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repeat, frowning at her choice of words but finding them somewhat appropriate. Especially

her eyes darkening when they lift again to find my own. But I know better now. I know you didn’t know any better at the time. Neither did my mate. I mean, it took him shooting me and me forcing a shift for him to realize he

mate? I

force with that question, her lips turning up in a smirk. “Cane. He’s my mate. And now…

monster too.”

lion shifters mate? I used to crush on him sooo hard.”

his chest. I swat his chest playfully,

sort of star power, doesn’t he? Even as a

a human he did?

ANASTACIA

in the jail, healing and returning from the haze of sleep, one thought

smell wolves. And I mean, I smell them everywhere, but yet, there aren’t

there must be, you see, because I am never wrong.

my mom was born without magic and I – being her first born girl – was. My sister is the same as my mother was. She possesses that clarity of old. The knowledge of what is what and who is who, but she can’t conjure a candlestick

that’s our traditional name, but I prefer to be called

take much to break out of here. A charmed smile here and an enchanted whisper there. I could have them releasing me right now if I truly wanted them to, but… I don’t. The hounds are

They’re afraid.

be turning in the right circle. Now all I have to do is wait for one to arrive and charm him into taking me in long enough