The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Sixty–Nine

PAUL

“I’m having her brought up now,” Rainier says as the pair of us step outside his office. “Are you sure about this? You really want to be the one to handle her? I-”

“Yes!” I say interrupting for the hundredth time. “I still don’t get what it is about her that has got you so-”

But before I can finish the elevator doors open and she steps out, the scent of honeycomb even stronger now that she’s close. My fangs tingle as I gaze down at her. She’s a tiny thing. Not much taller than five feet, but goddamn is she perfect.

I can feel my fangs tingling. Shit.

Rainier steps back, almost as if he’s afraid to let her near him, the he says, “You’re all set to leave Miss Bordeaux-

“Ana!” She snaps, her eyes flaring violet for a moment.

“Miss Bordeaux, Rainier counters, narrowing his gaze defiantly.

Anastacia murmurs something under her breath, something I’m sure she didn’t intend for the pair of us to hear, but we do.

“Fucking mated wolves.”

shake of his head. “Told you,” he whispers. “Something strange… in the neighborhood… who you gonna call… not

barely shuffling out of the

downward toward my zipper which instantly puts my dick on high alert and

Fucking hell.

least, not until I see her gaze widen and something that looks like a blush stain her cheeks

homie, walk. It takes a moment. Along with a vision or two of naked old dudes climbing up on my junk, but I finally manage to bring my bang bang down enough to start my feet. Yes bang bang and no, it’s not a nickname that I have for

me,” is all I manage to say, averting my eyes as hers

swear to God I almost trip over my own two feet as

to her as we step beyond the threshold and I have to bite

them a slight wave then blowing a two handed kiss in

Holy fuck. Really?

gaze, then I tear my attention from the station completely and onto the path between me and my jeep.

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I wait right here for you?” she asks suddenly, her gaze locked on the trees and woods that surround this place, but I know there’s nothing out there right

the way she just said goodbye to the entire damned

over with a violet heat that makes me smile, but I just step

Anastacia.”

She quips angrily, stalling by the door a moment before I hear

right. She doesn’t even have shoes. When I gaze back at her, I can almost see the soreness of them in her eyes, despite the fact that she is doing her very damned best to hide it.

driving her out of town anyway. We’re headed straight for my place, she just doesn’t know

her into my arms to carry her and goddamn if the soft feel of her skin