The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates

13:08 Thu Nov 14

The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates Chapter One Hundred-Thirty-Three DOMONIC

A package came in the mail today for Draven. There is no return address and no identifying marks. As far as I'm aware, she hasn't ordered anything for herself, but then again, I can't really be certain. The box is small and wrapped like a present. I highly doubt that it would be a gift she bought for me, but it is possible. I stare at it in the middle of my dining room table and wonder if I should open it myself before she gets back. What if it's something dangerous? What If It's a new messige? If it is, I don't want her frightened away from me, I don't want her to nim. Her living here with me is more than I could have eich hoped for after what I did. I love the way she woke me up this morning just to get the keys to my car. I like the thought of spoiling her, of sharing everything I have with her. The way I took her against the shower wall last night, marking her as I pumped myself inside her. Ensing the tension of the upcoming Full Moon Shift. These are all things I never realized I would want before I met her. When we created those rules so long ago... I didn't know how wonderful it could be to simply have her.

The longer I stare at the box, the more the need to open it grows. Fuck if it were supposed to be a surprise for me, she should have been wwaiting for it.

I reach for it, tearing into the box neatly, just in case I decide to tape it back up. A small wooden jewelry box sits inside of it shrouded vaguely familiar scent.

The scent of a shifter... the scent of an unfamiliar wolf

Suddenly I am on guard, opening it carefully and preparing myself for something gruesome.

But what sits inside is anything but. It's a polished golden locket with two pictures inside. The one on the right is of a child. A tiny little girl with bright green eyes and unruly black hair. The other is of a word. A very familiar looking woman

It is this woman's picture that has my blood running gold. Because the woman looks nearly identical to Draven.

What

the fuck is this? I hiss

RAINIER

After a quick shower I get dressed in casual clothes. I'm almost out the door when I hear-

Where the fuck are you going?"

n for the kill.

My head droops. Angie. Shit. Turning around, I fish through my bowl full of lies as she watches me like a serpent coming in "There's an emergency out on the docks. I'm needed right away."

She glares, her eyes skating over my outfit lazily. "In that? Shouldn't you be wearing your uniform?"

I clench my jaw, not wanting to waste anymore time talking to her when Felix is stuck out on the ocean with Draven. God knows what is happening out there! What if Draven tells her about Angie? I mean, I dont really think she will, but one of the things Draven did say to me was that it's not fair for me to keep Angie a secret. And even though 1 led Draven to believe that I wasn't going to be keeping Felix, I could tell that she didn't agree with that decision. It was obvious that she didn't like the idea of me rejecting my mate the way I said I might do

Draven is a good woman. I don't know her that well yet, but it's just something I can sense. She won't outright throw me under the bus, but she's definitely clever enough to steer said bus my way.

Maybe it's better if she does. Maybe it's better if Felix just disappears.

No. Uh-huh. I have to go.

"I'll be back as soon as I can, okay? I don't have time to talk right

now

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door behind myself and jump into dy cur before she can finish her sentence.

Unfortunately for me, I am a wolf and I heard them anyway. She'd said Water if you leave, you're going to regret it." And maybe I will, maybe I won't. Angie's not a big girl It's not us if I believe she's going to beat me up. Maybe if she weren't so angry all the time-maybe if she showed me even a little bit of the sweet, helpless girl she used to be I might feel bad about what I'm doing. But as things are, I kind of stort. Well... I do... but not enough to stop me from flying toward the docks like my ass is on fire.

TELIX

After catching my very own fish after only a half an hour of fishing, I'm happing up and down with excitement as I sip my margarita. "Oh my God! I'm a fucking killer!! I shout, and the girls around me double up with laughter. Ryder blushes and it is then that I remind myself he's only ten years old. "My bad. Excuse my language."

He shakes his head, "That's okay. You should hear my dad talk."

The sun is rising high in the sky and the beautiful dark-skinned girl called Thedora is busily cleaning our catches while perched on the patio table under the umbrella. "Draven, you better call Dom and let him know we're gonna be late. Looks like we're having lunch out here."

"Yes!!!" Ryder squeals, dancing around. This is so much fun! I don't even want to go back!"

"Already done," Draven says, her eyes glued toward the mainland as if in search of something. "Besides, our ride isn't here

"Your ride?" I quip. "What do you mean? Y

You're not leaving me out here on the ocean alone."

She smirks, her eyes sparkling, "I wouldn't dream of it."

I swallow my questions for the time being and head back toward the kitchen to

make another margarita.

Tandora calls out, "Get a pan pull of butter going Miss Felix. I'm starving and these bad boys are almost ready to go!"

"Yes ma'am," I say, before scouring the cabinets to set about my task. Once I have a pan heating on the stove, I turn back around to finish my margaritas. The blender is so loud I almost hold my ears and it is then that I realize... the blender isn't even on. What the hell? "Look who decided to show up for lunch? I hear Draven say just outside.

My gaze lifts from the mystery of the blender to the open sliding glass doors, and then to the man outside.

I nearly swallow my tongue when I see who it is..

The sound I was hearing was not the blender after all. Oh no. It was a boat. Now that I'm looking, I can see it through the windows bobbing to the left of the yacht. Rainier. He's here.