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.”

clash with mine and he smirks at me knowingly with a shake of his head.

out of the way

glass doors as I approach, her eyes cast downward toward my zipper which instantly puts my dick on high

Fucking hell.

pants swells like a balloon on the end of a hose and all I can do is clear my throat to try and get her attention raised upward. It doesn’t work. At least, not until I see

old dudes climbing up on my junk, but I finally manage to bring my bang bang

all I manage to say, averting my eyes as hers

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

shout out to her as we step beyond the threshold and I have to bite down on my tongue to keep from

giggles, shooting them a slight wave then

Holy fuck. Really?

told you so‘ in his gaze, then

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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 now so I

unreasonably angry at the way she just said

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

Anastacia.”

moment before I hear the pitter patter of her bare feet racing my way.

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

of town anyway. We’re headed straight for my place, she just doesn’t know it yet.

don’t even think before sweeping her into my arms to carry her and goddamn if the soft feel of