The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter One Hundred-Three DOMONIC

Once Cadence finished sewing Gabriel's hand back on it took twenty full minutes the appendage to start healing. Once it did, he could wiggle his fingers, but the skin of his hand remained gray, just another sign that Gabriel doesn't have even a drop of Alpha blood anywhere in his veins.

An Alpha wolf is built stronger in every sense of the word. We heal quicker, grow faster, jump higher, fight harder - we even have bigger dicks - I mean, I haven't taken any measurements, but it sounds right. My eleven brethren all have a little Alpha in their blood, Beta wolves, like Paul and Koda, are more than domiriant enough to lead their own packs, and despite that they know this, they still choose to follow me. It's also found that the strongest Gamings come from some type of Alpha lineage. Which is why they are the generals, the soldiers, and the warriors to the Alpha and Beta commanders of the pack. But the twelve of us regardless of status - have always been a team. From the time we were small, we have been equals despite the Gilles we were born with.

"The helicopter is en route," Grant says, hanging up his cell. He called the tire station in Port Orchard to have them fly their helicopter out for our use. "Don't know how we're going to explain this, but lucky for us, Jaimie is the pilot. He knows there's something different about me because he once caught me scaling a bare-handed vertical up the side of Blackjack mountain - while trying to put out a fire-but he plays it cool. He won't ask any questions."

"Perfect," I say, glancing toward Cadence who for some reason hasn't stopped staring at me since she arrived. "Thanks for your help. You

can go.

Cadence's bright blue eyes shift back and forth as she tosses her honey blonde tresses out of her face. The heavy locks shift back and forth fust above her shoulders with each shake of her head "Don't you think I should go with you? I mean what if Draven needs medical attention?

My brow furrows = she does have a point, but I'm not peal comfortable with the way she's been eye-fucking me since she got here. Her body language is telling me that she might cause trouble. Not because I'm attracted to her - but because she's obviously attracted to

me.

"It would be good to have a female in hand when we get to the compound," Gabriel says. "Otherwise, my early arrival will make Jason suspicious. If I bring her"-he pauses to sneer-"1 can pretend she is my captive. They already know that I don't like the bitch, and they won't question it."

"Fuck you, asshole,"

Cadence quips.

"Likewise bitch," he growls.

"Enough of that," Paul scolds, before turning to me. "We probably should bring her, Paul grumbles, sending me a look that says any choice.

s we haven't

"Right," I say. "Okay." Turning to face her, my jaw clenches. "Let me warn you right now. Im not like any other Alphas you may know. I don't give the slightest fuck about diplomacy. If you upset my girl... even a little bit whether you mean to, or not - III toss you out into the wind and I don't care if we're fifty feet from the ground or a thousand."

She flinches, her eyes flashing with anger. "I would never," she says with a purse of her dainty lips

Turning toward the rest of my brothers, I say, "James and Andrew - find our dad's and help them get this freak show back under control. Timmons, you wait here for Koda and the others. They'll need to know what's going on when they got back. The rest of you are with me. The addition of Gabriel and Cadence will be a full load. We won't have space for anyone else."

Then how are we getting back with Draven?" Cadence spouts.

"That part is not important right now, Cady. Don't go pissing me off before we're even in the air."

"It's Cadence," she snaps and all but Gabriel laugh. "Not Cady."

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Rolling my eyes, I step toward the door. "Let's get to the courtyard."

Once in my Hummer, I try to ignore the squabbling of Gabriel and Cadence as they're pressed into each other in the backseat, Bartlett taking up more than his fair share of space as he attempts to keep them in line. Paul, James, and Grant idle behind me in Paul's jeep. waiting for me to pull out of the driveway and head for the courtyard. Once Quinn is settled into my passenger seat, I nod toward the glave box. "My Desert Eagle is in there. Check the clip. Make sure it has the proper ammo."

As we race away from the cottage, I meet his eyes. He nods, flipping the mag toward me in a Bash of silver.

"Good. There's an extra clip in the secret compartment behind the dash. Something tells me, we're gonna need it." DRAVEN

Extract the child? What? No!!!!

Suddenly, everything I was feeling before begins to melt off of me like snow off a mountain. The grogginess, the fogginess, the aching of my bones - all of it dissipates in the space of a second. Even the heat 1 was feeling cools itself like lava finding the ocean. That quickly i am completely and irrevocably, stone-cold sober. My body stiffens, my muscles locking as I finally realize I'm being transported on some kind of cart. Not a bed, not a gurney... a wheelbarrow. Fine, Jason grumbles. "If you're sure you can remove the child without hurting the mother, then do it. But the moment the procedure is complete, I want her back in my room."

"It will take a while. I'd much rather try to obtain the protein without removing the cells. The mother's uterus- no doubt will contain what we need, but we risk damaging her if we go that route. I have to take live samples of the baby before the child is removed, and it may not be in the proper stages yet, Even if it is, the samples must be incubated if the protein is to be properly harvested. Should the newly formed embryo die before the necessary cells are reaped, the entire procedure will have been a waste, and this female's breeding potential will be forfeit."

They're planning to kill my baby!

"So what exactly are you telling me, Benjamin?"

y and we may need to wait a month or two. "I'm saying - from what I can see, this female is still in her earliest stages of pregnancy Depending on the cellular growth rate. She is our only human subject after all, and I don't want to squander her. It's best if I keep her sedated for now. At least until I am confident the protein can be successfully harvested."

"So basically - I can't touch her for a couple of months."

"You can but you shouldn't."

Well, harleyjah

"Why don't you just remove the little bastard, let me impregnate her again - and then you can use my

child d instead of this one.

A disgusted snort sounds above me. "First - that has to be the most sickening thing I have ever heard a man say. And second-you are not her mate. The protein obtained from your baby would not be of any use to this project." "Fine. Then in the meantime, Mister Wizard, III have my fun with one of your Timber females."

The metal beneath me jerks almost angrily. "So be it. But please try not to damage any more of them. Kimberly is still in a coma after your last... visit,"

Jason chuckles as all movement stops and I hear an eight button tap after something like a dial tone sounds. Then, the unmistakable pop

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of a lock being releases. Care, Honly. It almost sounds like you care able these litches. I'd hate to think we made a mistake in trusting

"No mistake," the one called Benjamin says placatingly, but my hyper sensitive cars pick up on the careful flattening of his tone. "We just can't afford to spare any more of our supplies should you put yet, anorlier, girl in the infirmary! The cart beneath me jumps as we start moving again and I'm polled

Threshold. The space around me becomes instantly cooler,

sprouting goosellesh along my arms. The stench of iodine is heavy in the air and it takes everything in me to continue playing dead, when all I want to do is sit up and retch onto the flour,

"Well in that case," Jason says softly. "I'll make sure to kill the bitch this time."

I really, really hate that guy

Heavy footsteps sound as one of the males walks away. Their withdrawal, a slow steady echo, hinting that the floor in this place must be some kind of tile. I attempt to open my eyes, just barely, but Benjamin's voice sounds above me, stopping me cold. He whispers, "Don't do it. Just wait."

What the fuck? Is he talking to me?

As if in answer he begins to push the cart with new urgency, his feet clomping rapidly as we travel down the hall. Another swift brake and a few more button laps later, another door is unlocked and my body bumps as I'm pushed through another doorway. After a few more steps, a latch clicks into place up above me, followed by the slide of a heavy metal lock.

A moment later, I'm lifted from the bucket of the wheelbarrow and carried a few paces further into the room. My head swims with dizziness before I'm placed on what feels like an examining table, the crisp paper crinkling against my exposed flesh. A cold gentle hand traces over the side of my face before stopping to cup my jaw and tilt my head upward.

"I know that you're awake," says Benjamin. "Open your eyes."

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MaryGrace Steinfeld

when is next chapter coming?

MaryGrace Steinfeld

okay, so Benjamin is going to turn out not all bad

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