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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.”

a shake of his head. “Told

the way in time to avoid his fist.

as I approach, her eyes cast downward toward my zipper which instantly puts my dick on high alert and I’m hard as stone before I can take so much as

Fucking hell.

do is clear my throat to try and get her attention raised upward. It doesn’t work. At least, not until I see her gaze widen and something that looks like a blush stain her cheeks – which actually

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

my eyes as hers go climbing up

swear to God I almost trip over my

A chorus of males shout out to her as we step beyond the threshold and I

wave then blowing a two handed kiss in their

Holy fuck. Really?

read the ‘I told you so‘ in his gaze, then I tear my attention from the station completely and

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locked on the trees and woods that surround this place, but I know there’s nothing out there right now

am unreasonably angry at the way she just said goodbye to the

me, her eyes glazing over with a violet heat that makes me smile,

Anastacia.”

She quips angrily, stalling by the door a moment before I hear the pitter patter of her bare

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

doesn’t really matter, because I won’t really be driving her out of town anyway. We’re headed straight for my place, she just doesn’t know it

goddamn if the soft feel of her skin doesn’t send a

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