The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Seventy–Two

CANE

“Pleaset 1–I’m sorry!” Ted screams, fighting like hell to find purchase anjing the uncooperative evergreens of the forest. “1-1 don’t want to dier (4)

My new body feels amazing and despite the cries of the whelp hollering for forgiveness, I’m hardly paying him any attention at all. In fact, the moment I shifted, I stopped chasing the fucket. I mean, it’s not like I intended to catch him anyway, and if I’m being honest, I kind of ow him one.

He helped unleash the beast.

And the beast is frighteningly big. And fast. And limber. And strong. And able to climb up the sides of the trees to the tippy tippy top without nuich more than a few flicks of the wrist.

Oh yeah. I was meant to be a hunter, just like my father said. Just not the type of hunter he imagined,

No. I’m a lion and Gryffin may be taller than me in human form, but only by an inch or so.

In low form though? I’ve got twenty pounds on him at least.

Haha!

I’m so goddamned happy I don’t even realize Ted has pissed himself until the others shift back into their human forms and gather around him, while floundering across the frost covered ground in hysterics.

*Please no! Please God no! I never meant to hurt her! I swear to God! thought I loved her! I just wanted her so bad! I–I’m so, so, damned sorry!” Ted is crying now, on his knees as if he’s praying to a tree.

But that the fuck is he talking about? Hurt her how? And who? What?

The laughter all around has died as suddenly as it started, and Quinn’s naked ass has begun to growl.

you mean… you never ment to hurt her?” Quinn asks Ted in a deadly voice. “The pair of you went out together… on a date,

“What do you

right?”

Ted’s snillle mulle his words, but I still hear them when he says, “I didn’t rape her! I swear! you can ask Roman. He–he’s the one that stopped me,”

What The Firck.

“Rape her? Quinn hisses. “You fucked her. Right?”

I tried to… to be with her b–b–but, sh- she didn’t want me. I really,

snaps a warning. “Back off.

may have been a little confused as to what actually went on between my Lilac and this pussy ass,

eyes are not on me

yourself on my girl, motherfucker? Is that

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when it happened Please, please, please! She

shifting so swiftly

next has every single pair of eyes completely fixated on dir, because one second I’m fifty feet away from them and the very next I’m shifted back into my human form with my hands wrapped and Ted’s throat, and a fully shifted werewolf tossed out of

again for me, Ted. From the very,

ANASTACIA

for a moment I don’t even hear his question, “Wh what?” I I reply, cringing when I hear how moantil I sound. Shit, shit, double

breath before he peels me off of him and deposits my feet on the cold tile floor

gazes

away from him and curling my arms around myself. His hands fist at his sides, his brow

what to say to him now. No, I’m not a witch asshole. Fm Gifted. Im not a witch. I’m

with a smirk, gazing around his

almost silky gray. While my gaze dances across the far wall and the enomous television there, Paul hits a switch and a digital fireplace dampes to life beneath it,

while simultaneously smiling at him with

a moment as he studies me, still dark as pitch, his pupils fully dilated. Tve only met one other Voodoo Queen in my life and she was much older than you are. And her eyes were hazel, but I remember how they would flash gold when she would cast. She once threatened to turn me into

me. But… believe it or not, they’re not evil First of all, I’m not a Voodoo Queen and just Just… gifted. For her to threaten you that way, you must have pissed her off” I snicker. “Was she wanting to

I think so. I thought I was in love with her daughter.

that angers

scowl. “Well it’s too bad

Then whose house

a bite of my lip, I let my shoulders sag. “I’d

it’s a bad look on him. Anger makes his muscles coil and flex in a way that has my mouth watering and my panties soaking.

whisper, feeling his gaze on me like a physical touch from across the

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rasps. “Just let

smile. Kiss me? Undress me? Fuck me against the wall? The world is your oyster Pretty Paul,