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 | shifted, | stopped chasing the fucket. | mean, it's not like | intended to

catch him anyway, and if I'm being honest, | 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. | 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 thanin 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 | 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! | never meant to hurt her! | swear to God! thought | loved her! | 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 | still hear them when he says, “I didn’t rape her! | swear! you can ask Roman.

He-he’s the one that stopped me,”

What The Firck.

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

Ted shakes his head crazily. “N-no! Id-didn’t. W wait... | mean, wh-what? 1-1 made a mistake is all. I tried to... to

be with her b-b-but, sh- she didn’t want me. | really, really, thought she did, but she didn’t.”

“Quinn, Domonic snaps a warning. “Back off. Now. Remember, we promised Bartlett.”

“No, no, no. Just wait a second, Dom. | think we may have been a little confused as to what actually went on

between my Lilac and this pussy ass, piece of average shit that just pissed in our woods.”

“Quinn! Hey, chill out!” Gryffin warns, but his eyes are not onas | stalk forward as stealthily as possible.

“Did you try to... to FOWCF yourself on my girl, motherfucker? Is that he she saw your dick?” Quinn barks.

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“I said | was sorry? Bonsan already punishedfor it when it happened Please, please, please! She said she

forgave mett

“Oh hell not Quinn spits suddenly, shifting so swiftly he almost takes for kill.

What happens 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 my way

“Tell that story again for me, Ted. From the very, fucking beginning,” 1 pit.

ANASTACIA

There's a steel rod pressed against my slit and for a moment | don’t even hear his question, “Wh what?” | | reply,

cringing when | hear how moantil | sound. Shit, shit, double shit

His large hands close around the underside of my ass for the quickest second, and | swear | hear him gran under

his breath before he peelsoff of him and deposits my feet on the cold tile floor and | cire the loss of

connection.

He's panting heavily, his eyes nearly black as he gazes down at me. “I said... you're a witch.”

His gaze suddenly narrows onand | flinch, stepping away from him and curling my arms around myself. His

hands fist at his sides, his brow furrowing almost as if he regrets the accusation in his words, but it’s too late, |

already heard him.

| don’t even know what to say to him now. No, I'm not a witch asshole. Fm Gifted. Im not a witch. I'm a Mystic.

One of the Gifted.”

“Sthing,” he says with a smirk, gazing around his space as if he’s never seen it before.

| follow his lead, taking in the modern yet homey surroundings. Everything in this place is drenched in shades of

black, yellow, and to my immense surprise, deep dark violet. The walls are painted an 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, the actual warmth releasing within it, drawingforward, deeper into the space.

“Its not the sthing” | argue, glaring back at him while simultaneously smiling at him with my eyes. “And

thank you. This feels lovely.”

His eyes are for 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 | remember how

they would flash gold when she would cast. She once threatened to turninto a chicken so that she could

sacrificeon the blood altar.”

ust between you and me, they scare the hell out of 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” | snicker.

“Was she wanting to call on the spints of the dam or something?”

He grins, nodding. “Yeah I think so. | thought | was in love with her daughter. | thought she was my mate. She did

not agree.”

For sreason that angers me

and | scowl. “Well it’s too bad she didn’t succeed then.”

“Oh is it?” He taunts me. Then whose house would you be safely tucked inside?”

With a bite of my lip, | let my shoulders sag. “I'd probably be dead.”

A rumbling growl hasstraightening my spine and gazing at him again. To my surprise he doesn’t look mad at

me, just mad in general and | cannot say that 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. Shit, that’s right. He promiseda shower.

“I remember someone swearing that | could have food and a hot bath,” | whisper, feeling his gaze onlike a

physical touch from across the room

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“Yeah,” he rasps. “Just letdone thing, first.”

“What's that?” | ask, with a teasing smile. Kiss me? Undress me? Fuckagainst the wall? The world is your

oyster Pretty Paul, all you need

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to do is ask.

Oh for Goddess sake, Ana, get a grip.

He whips off his t-shirt and my throat closes. My mouth goes completely dry at the tribal ink banded around the

prominent flex of his boulderlike biceps and | don’t even realize that he’s unbuckling his pants until I've finished

mapping out every crevice of his abs. Goddess bless this man before me, may | never thirst again. | want him. |

want all of him

The sight of the power packed muscles of his thighs hasriveted, and Goddess help me, | mean | cannot turn

away. That's when he does the unexpected, turns around, drops his bowers, and graceswith the holiest sight

my eyes have ever seen. His rock hard ass. Oh my fucking God | am hungry.

“I'll take it,” | whisper before | can

myself. My g

is swimming with so much heat I'm surprised | can see at all.

He glances over his shoulder and the look he fixeswith says | can have it all, but the words that cout of

his mouth are, “No matter what you hear, do not coutside.”

“Wh-what?” | spit out just as he steps outside the door and slams it behind him.

| leap to my feet, in the next minute, cursing the fact that he just leftalone, but that’s when | hear it. The

fierce growl of an alpha wolf and | realize exactly what he’s about to do. Racing toward the window, peek outside

and my breath stutters from my throat. The biggest damned animal | have ever seen now stands snarling on the

porch in the form of a dazzling blond woll

“Oh... fuck...”

Draco is a Shadow Hound, but in shifted form, he’s barely even half the size of the apex predator on the other

side of this wall. When Pauls magnificent head tips back toward the sky, a loud, earth quaking howl! pierces the

sky and | stagger back as | suddenly feel the room

fall. spin aroundand the ground reach up to catch

my

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Alomea

yeah, | wasn't sure first but it wasn’t supposed that Ted escaped from the lion's dungeon schapters ago?

when Cane and Gayle entered the room looking for him...