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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.”

with a shake of his head. “Told you,” he whispers. “Something strange… in the neighborhood… who you gonna call…

of the way in time to

toward my zipper which instantly puts my dick on high alert and I’m hard as stone before I can take so much as another step.

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

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 my

all I manage to say, averting my eyes as hers go climbing up my

I swear to God I almost trip over my own

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

She giggles, shooting them a slight wave then blowing a

Holy fuck. Really?

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

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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 am unreasonably angry at the way she just

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

Anastacia.”

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

shoes. When I gaze back at her, I can almost see the soreness of them in her eyes, despite the

really be driving her out of town anyway. We’re headed straight for my

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

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