The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates

Chapter One Hundred-Twenty-One RAINIER

Finally alone in the deep leather interior of my heavily tinted SUV, I all the previous moments in the hospital to pull and onto my dick. My fangs spear out and I close my eyes. Hlathes of Felix Fitzgerald and her ethereal beauty burning int "Fuck!" I curse a little too loudly, as I punch the dashboard and work to control my breathing

Fuck, fuck, fuck

1 grit my teeth, glaring out the window as I scan the parking lot for any early model Cadillacs. I don't see any, and venetow I know, Hector isn't stupid enough to show here. Not with my deputies still in the vicinity. Beat with any lock, he was out here watching whet Timmons escorted Felix off grounds. I'm willing to bet that at this very moment that little shit is probably concocting

her out without so much as pissing in the parking lot. Well... I guess I have to make sure she's un-bailable then. Or at the very least, housed somewhere he can't find her.

Locking my knuckles around the steering wheel, the ring finger of my left hand comes into focus. I growl at the memory of what only a few minutes ago. When I stepped into the ER. and removed my wedding band to stuff the damn thing in my back pocket. Wh What the fuck?

But I know why, of course I do.

Because the instant I closed in on Emergency 48 and stepped into that hall, I scented her. Lemonade and spun sugar. Vanilla and lollipops. Cotton Candy fucking heaven.

It assaulted me. Sent a spiral of lightning from my fangs to my groin. 1ouldn't even think in that first minute. I dider't think. No.... I removed my ring without a second thought and then I stepped into her toom.

And God help me, she was beautiful. Hair in long waves of spun gold that danced past her ass to brush the backs of her thighs. Bright test blue eyes that seem to glow like crystals of an underground cave. A heavily curved body made from the sins of a thousand wet dreams Her lips were plump and ripe for sucking. Each and every thing about her screamed to be claimed.

But... what luck I have. What luck do I fucking have... I am married. And even if I wasnt... Felix is a hooker. A hooker.

Damn the fates and every God that ever demanded worship. Karma is a bitch and my fated mate is a hooker.

Did I mention she was a hooker? Yes, I think I did.

"Fuck!" I yell again, whipping out my phone and dialing Paul.

"Ye-low," Paul chimes out on the first ring

"Hey," I say, squeezing the bridge of my nose between two fingers as 1 shift in my seat to readjust my balls. "Can you send me the link to the indoor cameras, I need to check some of the footage for events prior to the shooting."

"Sure thing." Paul says. "You caught me just i in time too, because Dom stopped through and ordered it all erased. He's talking about closing the place down or some shit. Draven's orders."

"I laugh, "You've got to be kidding me.

"I'm not. The power of pussy my friend, God save the rest of us from such madness."

"Agreed," I say softly before hanging up.

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A minute later, I am sifting through the footage of every corner of the cub prior to the incident. It takes a few minutes, but I find what Im looking for. 1 tap on the clip in question and Tommy Delaren is the with another local boy by the name of David Arden. I've dealt with them both on different occasions but never for anything any more serious than a speeding ticket. I watch as Hector and his friends shove Felix into the northeast corner of the club toward Tommy. I watch and I watch and I watch and soon I am shaking with anger. Son-of-a-bitch. I fucking kill him.

That little fucking prick.

Without wasting another minute, I hop back out of my car and storm back into the E.R. Approaching the nurses station I take a moment to peek into 3A and watch Tommy sleep. He is resting a little too well for my liking so I step inside as quietly as possible and handcuff him to the bed as roughly as I'm able.

"What the fuck?" he snaps, his eyes flying open.

"Get your rest Tommy," I hiss, working to control the rage that is begging for me to rip his throat out and bleed him out onto the ground. "I'll be back for you later."

Unlike Felix, Tommy's wasn't a flesh wound. The bullet that hit him ripped through the bones of his right arm and straight out the back of his shoulder, He is going to need to recover a bit before he can see court

"Hey man! No walt-" he stammers and I leave the room slamming the door behind me.

Lupe's eyes go

wide and curious as I approach. "Do I sense an Uh-oh," she says and I nod

"When do you think he can be discharged?"

She shrugs,

"Give or take a couple of weeks boss man, His bones need time to set and we have to watch for infection."

I sigh, thinking of the course way I treated Felix when I came in earlier refused to even take her statement. Damn it. "I'll send a couple of deputies to guard him. He is not to be released." She nods and I bid her farewell.

My words, to Felix haunt me as I exit the E.B. and head back to my vehicle. "Mister Deluca is the victim."

"Fuck," I say again, slamming the door to the SUV hard enough to shake the car parked next

to me.

I wish her tears hadn't affected me the way they did when she started crying. I wish they didn't. But they had and I ignored them. I ignored them because I didn't want to feel anything for a hooker. 1 ignored them just to prove that I could. To prove that I could fight the pull a mate has on a Shifter.

I pushed the instant stab of foreign pain from my heart and replaced it with disdain. With disgust. I lied to myself, telling myself I was repulsed by her and proceeded to treat her like garbage,

I allowed myself to judge her because I don't want her to be real.

What I did was wrong on so many levels. Despite that I would rather keep my distance from her, I am going to have to talk to her. I need to find out more about Hector and who he is to her. Because if I am right, and I usually am (with the exception of this morning) - then Hector is about as far from being her boyfriend as he can get.

I press the call button on my

v radio.

"Timmons here. What's up boss?"

"Wheres Tel Miss Fitzgerald? How's she holding up?"

Timmons chuckles. "She is in lock-up as requested."

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"Okay, the first thing I need you to do is transfer her to the single cell my office, Make sure she's comfortable and fed. Ask her what the wants to eat and send somebody for it." "What the fuck? Okay Rain but-"

"Then I need you to put out an APB on her and or any missing persons fitting her description."

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