The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Eighty–Five

ANASTACIA

After Paul dresses me in a giant, sheepskin sweater and a pair of his statpants, he covers my fest with i

have I been dressing myself since I was four years old, but I just spent an entire week turning my feet into calloused boots as 1 pack of shadow hounds, There is zero reason for him to be doubling my socks. But he certainly looks cute doing it, so I say Instead, I watch him from the edge of the bed with a tiny smile on my face until he notices me looking and freezes with

“sapque

“What?” He’s knelt down on one leg and his powerful thighs flex behind his pants with his blond hair tousled and shading his bright ble gaze. To me, he looks even sexier now than he did a few minutes ago when he was grabbing his cock at the dose.

I shake my head at him and when my curls dance around my shoulders I see him take a sharp breath, his pupils dilating until his almost completely black. He likes my hair, I can tell, and just to be fair, I like his too. It looks so damn soft that I

nwar want to chew

“What is it. Anastacia? It’s alright,” he says, concerned. ‘You can tell me.”

Nope, no I cunt. I’m not a simp. At least… I wasn’t before you.

Nothing. I just… I’m happy. You’re adorable. I can’t wait to get you back here so that I can ride you like a bull I want to destroy every single doubt you have about me, Pand. I want to tattoo myself on your body so that there is no longer any question of whether

together. You will know we do and you will want me

And… while you moan my name I’ll swallow yours to keep you deep inside me forever.

Yikes. That’s a lot.

And no, And. No. You will not be saying off that

His brow furrows. Ill have someone bring you shoes and clothes today After we get back here.”

“Someone? Who? A girl?” I mean, I know he’s unmated, that much is clear, but what if he has a girlfriend? Or a lover? That thought me frown and he takes immediate notice.

The bastard grins, damn him. “Yeah, a girl. Who better to pick out some clothes for you than a female?” His eyebro

up and draws me up from the bed. His eyes go dark while he stares down at me. “Don’t worry, I won’t bring her ins much every day, anyway, so why bring her in?”

“Why indeed.” I snap, attempting to step away from him. Every day? He sees her that much? Why? What reason would there be for that she is his girlfriend,

“Hey,” he claps out, yanking me into his body by the sleeves of the sweater Im wearing. Im carrying you.”

sty body goes hot, my mouth falling open in protest until he tosses me up and into his arms like I’m naught but a

walk,” I murmur even as 1 curl in tight against him. He smiles, his eyes stroking over my body as he steps out into the hall. “What would your every day female say about this?”

he quips, pulling his eyes from my chest to center his gaze on my own. “And who o wants and every day female

sir, she can

chuckle, my hands clutching the broad warmth of his shoulders. “Not sure if I should be standing up for this every day female yours or not. I mean–is that really how

a little closer as we step off the

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“Which she done not. At least, pod after closing

I feel his teeth nip at my

at

smirk. The everyday formale in spation in Heryday manager

lips twist with assement Asshade,”

morning, darling, Timmons says once he’s caught sight of as wearing a full–on deputy uniform and a knowing grin. It

To wonder why

Paul asks, auddenly serious,

just got here. He will be the one to hang hack and watch cowr the house.” As if on cur, Timmons opens The front door and another wall shifter, a new cute, stands outsid man is built

the den. His stuldble is artfully trimmed and the

well, well. So this is what a witch looks like. Can

one,” Paul whispers so low I can hardly bear

have all the 1 Catching

from Paul’s chest wipes the smile from

gossip like teenagers,” Paul’s eyes narrow into slits and he hisses, “Whatever your do lames, don’t die. You’re due.

but Paul’s smile is dark and devoid of humor. Despite the joke, I can tell that Paul is furious. That is, if the rocky fleet Paul’s forearms are anything to go by. The way they feel behind my buck and

violent.

that gets off on domineering males, at least I

to go dry, but there is a sudden tension in Paul’s neck that tells me hes fully aware of my internal struggle, and somehow that makes it worse. The corded muscles go taught hereath my nails and I whimper with embarassment. With a deep, slow chuckle,

knows. Godde am I that dump? Can

me now please.

have to move,”

a moment before he tears his gaze

he’s out there somewhere is enough to drive new fear up my spine. A spike of anxiety teases the back

now, And. And the sun is almost up.. he’d be

not our

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head into Paute teck and

my

but so you here, your bears y renk has my dick ready to pledge

than you are