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The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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Chapter Thirty-Three

DRAVEN

“Stop,” Doormic, says and | notice for the fint tthat he in kneeling in front of me

1 gave di

- down at him, and | see that be is shaking with rage. Stop”

“Please,” Domenic, hisses. “Tust givea minute.

eyes are cloud and his hands are locked on my

by thighs. The grip in anything but gentle and | can feel the fury radiating off ai bor,

| am trembling. Shivering really. My body coming back into itself in shake the horrible memory from my mind. He

doesn’t believe me. He kicks i should have left out the part about Marcas changing About how his hand became

a pawn of a beast. Of a panther. Maybe | should have t through at the hands of Margus and leo and not on the

monsters the they are

But then | would be able to wam him of the danger

No. I had to tell him. He has to kouw what Marcus is. That way he realizes... these really isn’t any way to keep

“Y-you don’t believe me,” | say softly, a tear escaping my eyes to splash the top of he hand. “You think I'm

crazy, don’t you?” | choke back a

His eyes snap open and be releases my legs to stand. ‘| do believe you. | do, he says she holds my stare. That

me, | believe every word. | just need a moment ti collect myself. | dont want to snap your legs in hall from

anger.”

As Domotic walks into the kitchen to grab his bottle of whiskey, | marvel at him. He doesn’t look afraid. But how

can he not be? Knowing what | run from is an inhuman monster. Does he really think that a normal man like him,

regardless of how many muscles he han, can fight off a beast? A morster?

He says he bees me. But does he really

Maybe he’s just taking the tto decide what to do with me. Maybe he’s trying to think of a way to get my

crazy ass shelp.

Hivi if he dies call someone, Fil just pretend I never said those things.

He doesn’t have any proof. 111 be damned if 1 get locked in slooney bin for speaking the truth.

Stipit Draven!

Domonic takes a deep swig of the battle in his hand and seats himself next to“Chere,” he says, setting

the bottle on the table. | need you on my lap.”

Han?

“W-why?” | stammer. Thinking for a moment that maybe he’s going to trapthere and have someone call a

doctor

He sighs, then reaches over and pullinto his arms. “Because holding you calms my nerves.”

Oh | say softly as he buries his nose in my hair and takes a deep whiff.

Im so sorry about the other night,” he says. “So sorry about the way | acted with you didn’t know and-1-1

asumed something different and I'm sorry.”

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He's talking about when he demanded to know who | fucked last. When he accused of lying about my

stepfather..

I've already apologized for that, remember, I, aching up to stroke his jaw.

Hissi face to stare into my eyes. “I know. But he cuts off “I just needed in apologize apain.”

| not lowering my head until my lips are on his. | kiss him gently, taking his bottom pinto ay mouth as softly as

possible before going my head.

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I'm beading to worry. “What is it?”

He shakes his head. “Nothing,” he sighs 1 just-1 need you to krone that Ins a not afraid of him. | want you trust

that | can handle him, and | don’t know how to make you believe me.” His jaw clenches.

| do believe you because is not pasohle.

“You haven't heard everything yet, | say. “You don’t know what he is. | take a deep breath. “It's more than just

his hands that can change. There's no possible way you can beat him. So you see, | had to get as far as | could

en East as | credit,

Dominic's eyes namow, his muscles stram and lock around me. Lowering his head, he says “You remember that

goy that you met at the bar, Syifa

I nod and he sighs. “Yes, | remember.

“Well, h

he begins. There's a masons he cto seethat night.”

“Okay. Lassimed there was.” | say with a laugh,

What the fuck does Gryffin here to do with my stepfather?

Demonic gazes up at me, his eyes falling on my lips. As you well know, there are creatures in this world, who

aren't completely human.” My eyes harrow and | nod not sure if he s playingor if he actually knows

something. But what you don’t kn-in that they're not all evil Sof them are good.”

It shaking my head. “No. No! Marcus is not good!,” | say trembling.

know, Draven, | know. That's not what I'm trying to get at

My anger flares for a moment. Then what exactly are you trying to say?

His hand strokes over my legs, bringing up my knees to sellmore tightly against his body. “Tellthis,” he

starts. “When your stepfather fully changed......... what

I draw in a tight breath, my mind whirling

This is it. Enher | trust him completely and tell, or | m from this place now and it never seeing him again.

study him for a mument. His short auburn ponytail and his burned channal eyes. His tically cut muscles

and expisitely inked arms. | picture the dimples of smile and think of the way he touchedjust this morning. |

realize right them, he is everything | have ever wanted. Even if he’s not really mine. Even if we've only known

each other a silly the week | want him more than | have ever wanted anyone in my entire life. | ache for him. |

theob for him. And | can’t let him go.

Cuess I'm going to tell him. I've only seen in changes twice.” | gulp. Both times when he was chasing me.”

Domonic shudders, his eyes going dark with an emotion | can’t read, “Chasing you,” he repeats in a low growl.

“He fucking chase you in his other!

| nod: “Yes. He did.” My body trembles at the memory of it.

And what from was that, Draven?’ Then he lifts a hand to my chin to burn my face toward his “A panther?”

Teele The point blank look in his eyes tellinghe already knows much more than he let on “Yes,” | hiss.

He dorint laugh. He doesn’t smile. He only nods as if he already knew that

What the fuck is going on?

“Like | said,” Domonic whisper, his hand threading through my hair. “Not all creat like him ace his forehead to

mine. “Do you? Can you trust me?”

and | need you to trust that | will protect you.” He presses

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“Dodsonic,” | hiss, “What are you not telling me?”

His chest beaves, and he lean forward to nibble my lips, “I told you | had secrets,”

“What secrets?” | gasp.

“Gryffin has secrets too, he whispers, his lips falling on mine as he sucks my bottom lip between his teeth.

LLS STAL

“Gryffin?” | say, half dizzy with the ache that isthrobbing between my legs with his traning kiss. Talon't want

Gryffin, 1

| Gryffin,” 1 has, kissing him back.

Thank God,” he murmans against wy

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Leere. What? He got to be playing with me. He’s got to be,

My mind polls back to last night and what Bant said choot Gryffin. Hed said, his And don’tsomally cin here.

Oh shit. He's not

“What is he 1 hiss

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if it's the normalest thing in the ward

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“He’s not the only “I stop, my eyes going wide. “A-are you a-d-a lion-

He chuckles, his eyes lighting up briefly before he shakes his head. “No. Notmotion,” he says. “Also not

what's important.”

| glare. Then by all means, Domonic. Do tellwhat is

He swallows. “Gryffin cto tell me

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| shake my head because he’s not making sense. “Wait a minute. Why would he ctell you?"

Dumonic ignores the question, pressing on. “They arrived three nights ago.”

“Um,” 1 mumble. “Okay. Who did?”

Panthers, Draven Panthers

My blood goes cold.

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