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?

my head. Just say

that wants t protect me so fiercely. Someone who refuses to

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

here. They wouldn’t dare, he whispers back,

And besides… you’re not

at her- this girl that is shining with so much joy that I can hardly imagine her to

and when I look directly at her I’m surprised to find her smiling from

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 mother and we’ve been looking for his gang of monsters for

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but finding them somewhat appropriate. Especially after

know any better at the time. Neither did my mate. I mean, it took him shooting me and me forcing

is your mate? I can’t help

smile is back and in full force with that question, her lips turning up in a smirk. “Cane. He’s my mate. And now… I suppose he’s my

monster too.”

mate?

and a low growl emits from his chest. I swat his chest playfully, not turning

got a sort of star power, doesn’t he? Even as a human he did.

did? What does she

ANASTACIA

returning from the haze of sleep, one thought plagues my mind.

mean, I smell them everywhere,

there must be, you see,

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 into fire without the

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

around at the meager line of cells to my left and right, and the officers milling about this tiny little holding, I’m fully aware it wouldn’t 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 still out there and with the smell of wolves all around me, I’m thinking there’s a reason they haven’t already broken into this place and tried to

They’re afraid.

luck may finally 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