The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter One Hundred-Four

DRAVEN

Whatever drug I was injected with seems to have a grip on my reflexes, but I rip my eyes open just barely. They feel like they have twin stones on them, weighing them down. My vision is blurry, and when I attempt to reach up to rub my eyes, I find I can't. But I can, however, see the man before me. He's big, with a head of thick blond hair and a pair of ice blue eyes. A long scar slices over the right side of his face from his hairline to the base of his cheekbone.

"Hello Benjamin," I spout.

"Can you move?" he asks.

"Barely." I hiss, attempting again to raise my arm, but failing. I focus on wiggling my fingers, and the movement is taxing. My body feels strange now that I am trying to use it. Like I'm swimming in a barrel of tar

"Okay. That's good. It's wearing g off already. It won't be long now," he says. "I'm going to lift your shirt and check your baby's heartbeat. Is that alright?"

I nod, my eyes filling with tears as I recall the earlier conversation between Benjamin and Jason. "Don't you dare hurt my child," I snap.

A quick grin spreads across his lips. I won't. He lifts the hem of my shirt and I feel the cool metal of a stethoscope, that I hadn't even noticed he was wearing, grazing my tummy. After a few moments, he frowns, causing a spike in my heartrate as I try to read his features. "What? What is it? Is there something wrong?"

Ho shakes his head. "Not wrong, no. But your baby's heartbeat is abnormally strong for such an early stage of pregnancy."

I smile. "Well he has a strong father."

"He?" He quirks a brow.

"That's right. He," I snap. "And you're not taking him."

He releases a slow breath, in obvious shame. Im sorry you had to hear all that. I'm even more sorry that you're here. Just hold still, I'm going to grab a bottle of water for you. It should help to flush your system. To wake you up a bit."

I take a deep breath, my eyes scanning my surroundings. The walls of this large space seem to be made entirely of orange rock. The surface is rough and unsanded. An entire wall is dedicated to medical equipment. A long steel shelf lines the opposite wall, riddled with books and stacks of thick files. A large bed is pressed against the far wall in front of me, about twenty or so feet from where I lay. I can only assume the doorway is at my back and as I still can't quite lift my arms, I guess I'll have to wait to see how secure it is. "Where are we?" I inquire as he steps up to me with an open bottle of water. "Are we underground?"

e water to my lips and lifting my head so that I can drink. "Drink slowly."

He smiles. "Sort of," he says, bringing

this

I eye the water warily. Debating with myself for a moment on whether or not I should drink it. What if it's poisoned? Or tainted with more drugs" "This better be water." I grumble, my eyes shifting toward him to study his features.

"I promise it is. If I wanted to pump you with more drugs, I wouldn't have to do it this way, now would I?"

He has a point, so I sip. The water is ice cold and dribbles down my thrust with a delicious trickle and before I know it I've downed half the bottle. "God that was good, I say, closing my eyes against the instant clarity that comes with a little hydration. My head falls back with a crinkle of paper and I drag my arms up over my stomach, gratet that my mobility is quickly improving. Popping my eyes back open to stare at the big blond male standing before me. I ask, "Now. Where are we?"

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"More or less." He sighs, settling back on a stool next to the examining table. "We're in a compound built into the side of the Grand Canyon."

You've got to be joking. Never been much of a fan of caves and tunnels, harrow my gaze, wiggling my toes in my shoes and flexing my feet upward to stretch them. "Who are you?" I ask cautiously. Attempting to push up off the table and look directly at the bastard. I'm still too weak so I end up flopping back down with a groan.

"Give it a few minutes," he says.

I settle for turning my face instead, to glare at him. "I asked you a question. Who are you?"

His eyes crinkle. "My name is Benjamin. I am the Alpha of the Timber Wolf Pack in California."

"Aha. So what are you doing here? With a sadistic fuck like Jason?"

He stands, walking over to the bed to straighten out the bed linens. "First of all, I'm not with Jason," he says, sauntering back over toward me. "I'm just as much of a captive here, as you are."

I snort. "I doubt that."

"I'm going to lift

you up

and carry you to the bed. Alright?"

"I'd rather walk," I hiss, trying to pull my knees up and failing. "Damn

He winks, "I'll carry you." He slides his arms beneath me, cradling me against his chest as he transports me across the room. Turning me around, he helps me into a sitting position so that the base of my head rests against the rock wall and my back is supported by pillows. Now I can see the other side of the room and the large wheelbarrow he rolled me in on. He takes a seat on a small wooden chair to my right, clasping his hands in front of him as he watches me.

"Okay Benjamin. Just from the conversation I heard when you wheeled me in, I'm guessing

ng that I'm not the only captive here."

He shakes his head sadly. "No, you're not. There are ten more females locked away in this place, and they all belong to my pack in California.

see. So this is the kind of shit you're into? Locking up your females?"

"No!" He scowls. "Ambassador Gabriel was a regular go between between the Red Wolf Pack and my own. He was a regular visitor. I never liked him. I always knew there was just something about him that wasn't right. Then, our females were taken from the pack when I was out of town on business," he snaps, his eyes growing dark. "I knew right away that Gabriel had something to do with it. I felt it in my bones. So I contacted him about them. Made it seem like I needed his help procuring new girls for my pack by force. Asked him to help me abduct some. That's when he brought up the Marking Ceremony."

"What's a Marking Ceremony?" I ask.

He grits his teeth, clamping his jaw so tight I'm afraid it might snap. "It's illegal. Has been for years. It's when a neighboring pack is given free reign to hunt the hast packs females from midnight til dawn. A game where all male shipers chase Shiftless females of another pack-" humans?" 1 hiss, disgusted.

He shakes his head. "Not humans. Females born of wolf shifters. We call them Shiffess."

"So none of your females can

shift?-

He shakes his head. "No. 1 mean- according to my great grandfather, they used to long ago, but for the last few generations - none of

ability to survive the venom. The problem is, believe it or not, them have. However, they still have Shifter in their blood and possess

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shiten Eind their males among the Shiftless. For decades, well shifters have only found human muter. Weed to believe that could any reproduce with their mutes, but Thomas proved that that was inaccurate. One only needs to survive the venom of a

1 sw, I say, but I don't. It seems to me that something must be holding their females back. If they were able to change once, they should

able to again. "So the Marking Ceremony →

"I held to force the Shiftless to take on Shifter mates. The Shifters chase them, and when they're caught-they re forcibly marked. If they survive the venom they can reproduce." That's disgusting" I snipe

He nods, "It . And most agree with you, but Gabriel... he doesn't. Neither does Jason. I'm a doctor - it's what I did for a living before 1 ended up here. Gabriel knew that and he told me that he wanted to let me in on a little project. All I had to do was abandon my pack and come work for him."

I say, not entirely sold on his story yet. "But you're a big bad Alpha. Why didn't you just kill him and take

till didn't know where he had taken them, but I know that if I agreed to go along with him - I would find them

"So you volunteered," I say softly. "For this?" I scoff, "So then why are you still here?"

your females back?

"It's not that simple," he says. "I could kill Gabriel, no problem. Thomas-Im pretty sure I could deal with him too, but Jason.....

Hei

"Crazy" I supply

"Yeah," he sight. "I need help." He eyes me as if gaging how hard I'm willing to fight."

I nod slowly, taking it all in "I'm assuming you

have a plan then."

Your mate is the new Alpha of the Red Wolf Pack, correct?"

"He is," I say smugly, my eyes burning with just the thought of Domonic

He nods. "Does he love you?"

I glare, "What?"

"Does he love you?" he asks again.

I dont know...I fucking hope so. My eyes water, but I blink the tears back and lift my chin. "I love him! But what does that matter? how down that help?""

"Youre gorgeous, Draven. And feisty as hell." He chuckles, granting me a wide knowing smile. "He loves you"

I shrug. "Maybe. I don't know. He hasn't said so yet."

"You're carrying his child. You're wearing his mark. He loves you."

That does it. My tears spill over "What does that matter? Especially if I'm locked up here with you."

"One thing every Shutter is taught, from the time they are heaven and earth to protect them."

small - is if you're lucky enough to find your fated mate- you should move

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Fated male?

"But he doesn't know where I am," I whisper, my eyes heating with n

How is he going to find me in fucking Arizona? How? Subconsciously, t notice it... the ache... it's gone. "Oh shit," I whisper, my eyes flying of Chapter Comments

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