The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Three Hundred Ten

DOMONIC

The clouds are thick with rain by the tGrant leaves us on the pebbled shore. The tiny islet Logan selected for

this stand-off can’t be more than a mile or so in each direction. As Grant rides away, | turn to Quinn with a nod

toward the trees, signaling for him to scout the landscape while | drag our little princess away from the shore.

from the ones on my left, telling me

Quinn undresses without saying a word then shifts, racing forward into the trees. Watching tum until the last

wisp of fur is out of sight, | tune my ears into the sounds around me. The crash of waves on the rocks to my right

are there is a cave somewhere on that side that must lead into the islet. | know it doesn’t go al would be able to

hear it. More than likely, it's probably flooded and only accessible by boat on

surface.

through to the other side, because | m. | highly doubt it tunnels up to the

Glancing down at Roman, | note he’s sleeping peacefully, all wrapped in chains and pumped full of drugs. That

fact is mildly irritating, as I'd much rather watch him suffer a nightmare or two. | keep having to remind myself

that, although | don’t believe he started the fire, he definitely watched it burn, so he deserves all this shit that’s

coming his way. Just imagining it...him...standing somewhere nearby and watching while my mother...our

mothers...burned...”it boils my insides almost more than it did when | thought he started it.

According to Cane, he’s been watching our pack for years. Hunting his own kind! He killed Gayle’s and Gryffin's

mom.

Yeah, he deserves to suffer.

So what if | accidentally kick him a couple of times in the head before lifting him up and hoisting him over my

shoulder. He's heavy!

Walking higher onto the beach, | dump him near a thick of evergreen trees and then retrieve our supply box from

the shore. The rain has started to pelter down, so | work as quickly as possible, setting up the tent and stashing

our rifles out of sight The weapons are to pick off as many as we can before they make it to the islet. We already

know what kind of guys are heading our way, and they will probably have the latest equipment available, but we

also know whatever they have, they will have to carry it with them. So it will be close to impossible for them to

bring much this way that doesn’t get them noticed.

Should they arrive by helicopter, they are going down in the middle of the ocean and absolutely no one will give

a frexk,

“Dom!” Quinn shouts as he crashes through the trees. His eyes are wildly scanning the landscape, as if he

expects someone or something

to be hiding nearby.

“What is it?” | ask, shooting up to my feet from where I'd been squatting on the ground. “What did you find?”

Quinn steps into the tent, studying Roman for a quick moment before grantinghis full attention. “We're not

alone out here.”

“What?” | snap. “What do you mean? Logan studied the satellite footage of this place from over a month back!”

Quinn simply shakes his head. “You've got to cand see for yourself. Then he steps back out of the tent and

shifts into his wolf, racing away before | even have a chance to shake off my boots.

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“D***n it!” | growl, as | rip off my shirt. Once I'm completely undressed, | gaze down at Roman and say, “You'll

behave for daddy while he’s

gone, won't you?”

Then | leap out of the tent and shift in midair, my paws thundering after my brother and into the trees.

TIMMONS

Watching Doc Rhodes **k Kendall up to the equipment he keeps in his hoffice, | begin to grow impatient. “Is

all that necessary, Doc? Shouldn't you be waking her up first? | mean, what if she has a concussion or

something? Shouldn't she be kept alert or...”

Doc Rhodes smiles, eyeingskeptically. “There’s no swelling anywhere along her skull. No signs that she hit

her head during the fall.

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Looks like her body took the bakent of the impact, so that’s what Ill be lecking after | get her h***ed up to this

monitor. He sighs, turning hack to Kendall who is laying across his living room couch.

oh as thit the entire ride up here. Not even when | pulligt her out of the car and carried her up to the front door.

Her was strong enough, but the fact that she was still unconscious, had worry eating at my gut.

I setthis time

#tvetemed to arrest her...

Doc Rhodes powed on the monitor and a steady beeping filled the root. Taking a seat hest to her small body on

the sofa, he pulled out a stethoscope and reached under her shirt. Before | even realized what was doing. | had

his wrist in a punishing grip, threatening to snap a bone if | only squeemed a bit tighter. A growl formed on my

lips only to be met with the Doe’s insurmountably patient gaze

TB be needing my hand back, deputy,” he says with a soft smile.

“Right,” | replied, releasing him and shaking off the temporary insanity that had just cover me. “My bad,

Doc.”

Clearing my throat, | stood back and focused on the sweet set of Kendall's lips. Lips that were always ready with

a smile for me, despite that I'd only ever been an a**hole to hex'T’ve been pushing her away from day one.

Unless you counted our initial meeting.

That day was different at least

The first t| saw her was a couple of years ago. Her very first day as a waitress at the diner. | had a date with

sgirl | can’t even remember the nof and after a particularly boring movie, we stopped into the diner for

an early dinner. It being her first night there, we were her very first table. | can remember pretending to listen to

my date as she droned on and on about how many dudes had tried to hit on her at the movie theater, all of them

when | wasn’t looking. The girl was fishing for a give a f***k, but | wasn’t handing any out that

* night. Not to her. Especially because | had already decided to d**k her and dump her right after our meal.

When a scent like fresh baked peach cobbler and vanilla ice cream wafted my way, | honestly thought the diner

had added the shit to their dessert menu, and | was

three seconds from adding it to my order, but that’s not what it was.

It was her.

Kendall.

She cbarrelling around the corner toward our table with water glasses on a tray and the moment her hazel

eyes found mine she

tripped over a lump in the rug, sending two full glasses of ice water showering over my date. She was mortified

and tried to apologize, but Mandy-Candy-Sandy - whatever her nwas - wasn’t having it. | leapt out of my

seat to help Kendall clean up the mess, ignoring my date so thoroughly that the b**h actually complained. She

accused Kendall of hitting onand maliciously throwing water on her. Kendall would have been fired her first

night on the job, except that | stood up for her, explaining everything right down to the unsavory lump in their

rug. I'll never forget the way she looked atafterward. Like | was skind of knight in shining armor.

Deciding to take of what s-her-nhearly, | introduced myself to Kendall. And when she reached out to

shake my hand, | felt it. Something different and perfect. A draw to her so powerful, | almost kissed her right

then and there.

That's when i knew who she was. That's when | realized. And despite that everything inwas fighting to get to

know her, to lie to my brothers and just pretend she was just saverage girl.just so that | could have her. Just

so that | could keep her for myself, | didn’t. Instead...| started having my coffee there whenever she was working

just to watch her. To keep tabs on her.

She always tried to grab my attention one way or another and | always ignored her attempts. Treated them like

annoyances. So when she stopped smiling atand started smiling at others, that’s all that | saw. The others.

And the more jealous | became, the meaner | got.

it hasn't ended.

The jealousy.

And now...she’s pregnant with someone else’s kid and anything we might have had together is well and truly

over

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