The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates novel Chapter 209

Chapter Two Hundred Nine 

BARTLETT 

Staring at the text notification on my phone is not going to fix anything, nor will I be any wiser. The helicopters outside still seem pretty loud, but there’s no way they launched a manhunt for me. If Koda somehow failed to wipe the security footage like he was supposed to, I’m sure he would have let me know. Koda is a man of few words, but at the very least he would have told me to run. 

Stop being a pussy. Just read the fucking message,” I scold myself. Even if they are after your lovesick ass, it’s not like you can’t change from man to woll the moment they catch up to you.” 

It’s the truth. The only time a shiflet ends up in human jail is when they’re hunting someone on the inside, or when they are hiding from someone on the outside. I desire neither. I punch open Doc Rhodes thread. 

RHODES 

Just thought you might want to know that after reviewing Ms. Gruber’s EKG printouts and brain wave activity, it’s my belief that young Rose came out of her coma at some point early on – probably around the time you were dozing off next to her bed – then she must have decided to pretend she was still incapacitated, biding her time and waiting for the perfect moment to disappear. That’s right, it seems that Miss Rose Gruber has evaded palice. The chaos that erupted shortly after she was transported to the second floor was probably an elaborate attempt by the young lady to escape notice as she fled the hospital undetected. At least, that’s what the authorities believe because that is what I told them likely happened. Nevermind that she was barefoot, half–naked, and hundreds of miles from home. She could be anywhere in Seattle by now, but I’m fairly certain that she’s not. Such a pity that she was unable to meet her knight in shining armor. FYI – Rose’s father, Roosevelt (shocking, I know) and her godfather Matthew, do not believe she escaped. They maintain that she must have been abducted and are now on the lookout for you. 

I smirk to myself, rereading the message a few times while deciding whether or not to text him back. Looks like Rhodes is more of a team player than I thought. I don’t know how I feel about the blame falling on my mate, but as I’m pretty confident I can convince Rainier not to have her arrested it should be fine. 

ML- 

Thanks Rhodes. 

RHODES 

You can tell me 

ME- 

what’s so special about her later. 

What makes you think there’s something special about her? Not that there isn’t. She’s definitely one of a kind. 

RHODES- 

Your mother and I were good friends Bartlett. Very good friends. 

ME- 

Pardon me?– 

RHODES 

Lol. Not like that. She and I went to school together. We grew up right next door to each other. I knew her, her entire life. 

BARTLETT- 

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And NOW you live next door tome. How funny. 

RHODES- 

Yes. I was even there the day that she met Mike and he swept her off her feet. 

ME- 

That’s 

new information. I knew you and my mother were friends, but I didn’t know you knew my father too. 

RHODES 

I didn’t say I knew him. Mike wasn’t too keen on Melody having many male friends, so our friendship took a backseat. 

ME- 

Makes sense. 

RHODES- 

Anyway, like I said, I was there when your parents met. So I know THAT look. 

ME- 

You’re too smart for your own good Doc. 

RHODES 

Just take care of her and try to stay out of trouble. 

ME- 

11l do my best. 

Smiling to myself, I place my phone on Quinn’s nightstand and turn to face my mate. Rose. 

Other than the skimpy attire she’s wearing, you’d never know she’d just been attacked by a two hundred pound lion. With that thought in mind, I gently remove the bandages on her neck and smile at the crescent shaped mark my fangs left behind. Knowing she is in a deep sleep, I decide to trace my fingers over it and before I even realize what I’m doing, 1 kiss her neck. 

It starts off innocent enough, but once my lips graze that mark pleasure shoots through me and I press my mouth more firmly against the soft skin of her throat. 

Fuck, that’s nice. 

I can’t help it, I need to have a little more. My tongue lashes out, swirling over the mark as may body settles somewhat over hers. My arms are still carrying my weight, but I have one of my legs stretched over both of hers. She is under the blanket and I’m on top, so her virtue Isn’t it any immediate danger, but as 1 begin to bite and suck around her collarbone, I realize my mistake.