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.”

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

barely shuffling out of the way in time to avoid

doors 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 another step.

Fucking hell.

not until I see her gaze widen and something that looks like a blush stain her cheeks – which actually

climbing up on my junk, but I finally manage to bring my bang bang down enough

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

trip over

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

wave then blowing a two

Holy fuck. Really?

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

just said goodbye to the entire damned precinct.

me smile, but

Anastacia.”

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

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

of town anyway. We’re headed straight for my

into my arms to carry her and goddamn if the soft feel of her skin doesn’t send a thousand sparks lighting across my