The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates novel Chapter 70

Chapter Seventy 

DOMONIC 

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I stood there a long time after Paul left. My mind dancing in circles. The new facing pain punching into my chest. 

I can hear Margo snoring in my room all the way from the front yard and I decide guest bedroom as soon as possible. I don’t give a firck what deal I made with her. 1 Put only for show, I need whomever’s watching to think that shes my mate. But 

My dick stands for only one woman. And she post left with Paul. 

The very same Paul I will be dealing with later. 

wildement, I 

Stomping behind the condo I take off my clothes and shift. Leaping over the back win and packhouse. To the place where my mother died. The ruins or still there. Crumbling plm of rubble and stone. We own the never build there again, What used to be a community of Red Wolf Shifters and their families, is now a picted genet It is the only place I ever got to speak to my mother. The only place I ever allow myself to grieve. And with Dravem pre, pid 

Why couldn’t have waited fast a day or two? I just want to hold her one last time. Just one 

But reath, I know better. If I had done that, I never would’ve been able to let her g 

Dravens cold words tumble through my head as I run and I push harder. Make your mother proud 

God, that cut like a knife. A slash straight through my heart. What would my mother have said about what I’m doing! But I know 

• be happy. She might even be looking down on the right now and yelling from the Hemens. 

I know it was one of the lionesses who must have said something and I’m somewhat relieved. Even if Draven really does know that knows 1 have good reason to be. At least I hope she does. 

Then again, she did say she would never forgive me. 

I come up on the ruins and do a quick sweep of the area. Sniffing for any foreign scents, but the grounds are untouched. Despite the years and countless rainstorms since that night, I can still smell the rancid aroma of charred Bish. Or maybe, it is just a memory that pla 

anymore. 

send a painful howl into the sky as I gome to halt where the front porch used to be 

hat it has ben 

The longer I stand here, the harder it becomes to breathe and I lower the walls around my heart just barely, hoping to feel some sense of Draven through the bond What I do feel nearly cripples me. Her sensations are that strong 

Betrayal. Hate. Vergrance. Those are her strongest emotions at the moment. For some reason, that knowledge takes a little of the edge off. I ans I’d rather her be angry than be hurt. But I know, behind all that, there’s pain. I felt it when she slammed the door on us. When she was standing in front of me in my living crying. God. Those tears of hers nearly killed me. 

And now, standing here, her damning words are all that I can hear in my 

head. 

You’re a War and a coward 

Fuck. She’s right. I am. But what’s done is done. All I can do now is prepare for the killer with the trap I’m setting and hope to gain Driven forgiveness when this ia 

all over. 

I hated lying to her and I hate that she has to leave. Especially without hearing what wished that I could say to her 

Because I love you?” 

My wolf whines, the pain becoming nearly impossible to block and again I howl. The evergreen trees around me loom like a shadow of 

I’m so sorry, baby. I love you too. 

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Chapter Seventy 

DRAVEN 

With one last look at Boat the hand from the window of the train I allow one fear one to roll bot and steady from my yrs. Thank God the sky in rear today The dog seems to have vanished withi atram. But still, the beauty of this place still peright heavily on my heart with every mile north we take. I gleter down 

cof the city Hart wrote doen for me and wonder Type of village it will be. Why is he no nues that 110 loom it there? I guess we’ll see. At least on the 

Cazing at Imily who sits on the seat eat to me, I notice the is rubbing her chest and taking deep breathe as if shes in some kind of pain. “What’s the matter, Am? 

Her dark eyes shoot tonwand mine and I notice for the first time that they’re slightly with tears. Nothing” the right. “I hat with I had a chance to say goodbye to 

I rind. “Yeah. I’m sorry about that, but I pat conddoet a chance of him tailing the instation w 

when we’re supposed to be Inning on a plane.” 

“I know. Her lig purse and the gas out the window. He didn’t want me anyway. He said that I disgusted him anyway. It’s not like he’ll miss me. I need to past get 

I shake my head. What the hell is wrong with these wolves? I know Koda in disgusted with her. I know itt And I’m willing to be the entire pason Koda beat up Quinn that day was because Quinn had developed a little bit of a crush on Emily. I’d bet money on it, 

“You don’t disgust him, Em.” I whisper. He’s just a big fat pay.” 

She chuckles, smiling for the first time since we left. “Well, this is kind of exciting. And it’s nice to have a partner for once.” 

I grin. “It’sure as fuck in” 

Pitting the pouch of my backpack, I think of the ten thousand dollars Bart sent us off with. At first, I refused it, not wanting to accept any of what Domonic was trying to provide for me to leave. But then Bart showed me that it was actually coming out of his personal safe and I accepted it. Promising to call him onera month. Am I really going to? I don’t know if I will. Because even within the space of few hours, my mind has been whirling with questions about Domenic and the aching of my chest has only gotten worse. Even the bitemark along my neck seems to be throbbing. I know if I call Bart at all, I be too tempted to ask about the bastard 

Still, I can’t help but wonder what Domonic did right after I left. Despite that I promised myself that I was no longer allowed to care. After a month or so my curiosity might get the better of me. Which is why I slid my cell phone out of my pocket and left it under the bar. This way, none of them can contact me. The phone numbers I need, I have plugged into my brain. I will get myself a new phone if I need one once Emily and I have found a place to settle into. 

“What’s the name of the town again?” Emily asks. 

I sigh. “Something French,” I gaze down at the scrap of paper again and say, “Village du Loup Rouge.” 

“Hmm, Emily murmurs. “I wonder what it