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?”

to center his gaze on my own. “And

anything at all? other than “Yo sir, she can keep her

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 you treat your

little closer as we step off the stains. “Only if they

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she done not. At

when I feel his teeth nip at my

at

a smirk. The everyday formale in spation in Heryday manager in the Red Wolf Cofe… which

with assement Asshade,” I sathe and

wearing a full–on

To wonder why

Paul asks, auddenly

house.” As if on cur, Timmons opens The

den. His stuldble is artfully trimmed and the smile he

is what a witch looks like. Can I have one?

so low I can

the 1 Catching my eye, he winks. “If Paul dawsact claim you sweetheart, you lost let

erupts from Paul’s chest wipes the smile from James face. Timmons snickers, stepping

eyes narrow into slits and he hisses, “Whatever your do lames, don’t die. You’re

that Paul is furious. That is, if the rocky fleet Paul’s forearms are anything to go by. The way they

violent.

the type of girl that gets off on domineering males, at least I never have been, but somehow Paul’s behavior stirs me in

liquid fire and it practically floods between my thighs. Tightening my core, I will myself to go dry, but there is a sudden tension in Paul’s neck that tells me hes fully

Godde am I that dump? Can he feel

strike me

move,” Timmons says.

before he tears his gaze from mine and

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

And. And the sun is almost up.. he’d be czy to strike at

not our

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turk my head into Paute teck and

my

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you are