The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates novel Chapter 256

Chapter Two Hundred Fifty–Six 

BARTLETT 

When I marked Rose again, it was for a couple of reasons. One… I want her pregnant and I want her pregnant as soon as possible. The thought of her leaving me is almost too much to bear and although she seemed to understand that I wouldn’t be allowing that, I want something more substantial than words tying her to me. 

Call me selfish if you want to. Psychotic even. I could care fucking less. She’s mine and I refuse to give her up. Hunter or no. 

The yacht landed at five a.m. on the dot. Lucky for me I had just finished preparing the basement. Now, several of my brothers and one lion shifter piled into the living room after securing Roman behind a cell we had fashioned out of silver coated steel bars. Until today, it had been created for ‘just in case‘ reasons. It seemed to me that ‘just in case‘ was changing more and more into more than likely every day. And that included the new presence of mates. 

‘So I hear your girl is here. That true?” Timmons coos, sidling up next to me and I have to work to keep the growl from my voice when I 

answer him. 

“Yes it’s true.” Then I smile wide when I answer and add, “And I’ve just added a fertility mark to my claiming one. With any luck she’ll be carrying my pup soon.” 

A swirl of darkness banks his eyes and for a moment I am truly confused. Timmons is pissed, but for the life of me I can’t understand why. He knew she was my mate. He even helped run interference for me at the hospital. So what the fuck was eating at him, now? 

“How nice for you,” Timmons snaps, stepping away from me. “Excuse me boys, but I need a run.” 

Then without another word he dives out the door with the rest of us staring after him. 

“What the hell is his problem these days?” Domonic asks seriously.