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?

pressing a kiss into my head. Just say what it is

in. This new feeling of having someone that wants t protect me so fiercely. Someone who refuses to leave me to my troubles or

and feeling the pound of his racing heart

going to hurt you here. They wouldn’t dare, he whispers back, pressing his lips onto

know?” the female’s voice sounds much closer than before. And besides… you’re not the only hunter to have switched sides. My mate has too.”

I lean away from Bartlett’s chest to look at her- this girl that is shining with so much joy that I can hardly imagine

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

understand the trails off, her golden eyes

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

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.

is your mate? I can’t help

turning up

monster too.”

I choke out, shocked. “He’s a lion shifters mate?

stiffens against me and a low growl emits from his chest. I swat his chest playfully, not turning my eyes away from the

star power, doesn’t he? Even as a

a human he did?

ANASTACIA

the jail, healing and returning from the haze of sleep,

I smell them everywhere, but yet, there aren’t any in

be, you see, because I am never

– 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 into fire without the help of a match and she wouldn’t be able to charm a truck driver even armed with a new set of tits.

traditional name, but I prefer

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

They’re afraid.

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 enough to come up with a plan. Or a spell. Or something that keeps those shadow