The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter One Hundred-Two

DOMONIC

Gabriel's eyes are locked on my blade as | begin to cut unceremoniously into his wrist. “Jesus! Fuck!” He

screams. “That thing will never make the cut properly!”

“I can always use my teeth again, | promise, flashing my fangs. “Relax, ahe. Cadence will be bringing a scalpel.

I'm only cutting into you for my own selfish pleasure. | like it when you scream.” | say coldly.”

“I don’t Paul,” snaps. “He's worse than a female birthing a pup. Silence him! Once and for all.”

James chuckles, tossing Gabriel's severed hand in the air over and over as if it's a baseball. The skin on this

thing is turning gray. Better hurry Gabe. Tell my Alpha what he wants to know, before we have to bury the hand

without its master.”

“Fine! But please stop with the slicing, Gabriel pants, his eyes wilding when 1 drag the serrated edge along his

newly formed flesh. “Arizonal They went to Arizona. Near the Grand Canyon! We have a compound there that’s

built into the mountain. It’s where we've been keeping the females.”

“Keeping the females?” | hiss, my mind winding back to the conversation | had with Alpha Michael, earlier in the

day.

Our females went missing.”

You have the Timber Wolf females, don’t you?”

Gabriel nods, his eyes falling closed as | place the blade on the table and take a seat across from him. “We do.

They all were born of shifter blood. In theory, each of them potentially has the physical capacity to be marked

and mated.”

I growl, my chest rumbling. “Why? What the fuck are the three of you trying to accomplish?”

His blue eyes find mine, and despite his present situation, they fill with arrogant disdain. “I knew you weren't the

brightest, Domonic, but even you should see the potential in a controlled breeding environment

Paul scowls, sending a free flying punch into Gabriel's jaw for his insult.

| sneer at him, my lip twisting in disgust. “So they're your slaves then. Your sex slaves, is that right?” | always

knew he had it in him. Ever since | was ten years old | caught him tying up a few of the human girls in Port

Orchard. | told my dad about it back then and all he did at the twas release the females and forbid Gabriel

from leaving pack grounds for the month. | knew this fucker had the potential for sadism. It's in the dark of his

eyes. In the way he looks at anyone and everything as if they're beneath him. He's a born fucking weirdo and he

should've been banished the moment he started showing signs of madness. He's like his father was. A

vagabond.

“Not all of them,” Gabriel sputters, wincing at the phantom pain in his wrist. “Only the ones that are strong

enough to receive an Alpha’s venom will be kept.”

My eyes narrow at him, my body going cold. “Only a bonded human mate or the daughter of a shifter can

survive an Alpha’s venom.” My eyes light with angry fire as 1 realize he is trying to twist the beauty of the mate

bond into Something that will only serve the males of a pack. “Draven’s not of shifter blood. Why in fuck would

you take her?”

He chuckles. “She doesn’t need to have shifter blood in her veins anymore, Domonic. She’s had your venom.

She's carrying your child. She has your blood pumping in her veins right at this moment. She's literally carrying

the missing piece of the puzzle that I've been working tirelessly to create every night since | gained access to

the lab.”

“What the fuck are you saying?”

“He smiles wickedly. “I'm saying - with the blood of your baby, | can create a serum that will allow the

impregnating ofany human female.

Whether she is a mate or not. Giving our species the ability to reproduce as we see fit

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My body tenses, fire and anger Falling into my gut. “And how the fuck do you plan to access my child's blood?”

“How do you think, Alpha Domonic?” He spits and the grin he givesis beyond psychotic. “You had better call

your daddy and tell him to hurry up with that medic if you want to save your baby. Because the clock is ticking

and they will have landed in Arizona with Draven by now.”

DRAVEN

My head feels hollow and my body aches with pulsating pain that rage through my blood like a churning river.

I'm hot, feverish, and | can’t open my eyes. The blackness of my eyelids is all that | can see and try as | might, |

cannot get them to open. My lips are split, parched. My tongue is like a useless hit of sandpaper taking up the

space In my mouth. | can hear my breathing - it’s ragged and thick. Like a seventy year old career smoker on

her deathbed, clamoring for the oxygen she needs to survive.

It feels as if I'm lying on my back with my knees drawn up. But whatever bed that I'm on shakes and whines with

the clang of old metal being dragged over rock. The rusted copper of its surface tingles my nose making me

want to retch. | can feel the tremors of earth beneath the scrape of wheels in desperate need of a good olling

and | want to roll over onto the ground, but | can’t. Because | don’t have use of limbs. The air aroundis warm

for winter, but cool against the scarlet flaming of my skin and for that, at least, | am grateful.

| wander the marshlands of my mind with muddy feet. As if I'm in a swamp, searching for answers of who | am

and what I'm doing here. How did | get here? What is my name? But that’s silly, because | know my name...

don’t I? At least, | think I do. It’s just there, on the tip

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head. of my tongue. At the edge of the ever growing fog in

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Wake up! You have to wake up! If you don’t, then your baby will die!

My baby! Oh God.

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“Do you want an Alpha’s blood all over your bed? Because | promise you, the procedure Gabriel wantsto

complete is not a pretty one. There will be a lot of bloodshed, and it will be everywhere if | don’t have my

machines.

Procedure? What? What are they talking about?

“I'm not scared of a little blood,” Jason hisses.

“Okay, well, then letput it to you like this. If | don’t have all of my equipment, | may lose the mother when |

extract the child.”