The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates novel Chapter 269

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates 

Chapter Two Hundred Sixty–Nine 

PAUL 

“I’m having her brought up now,” Rainier says as the pair of us step outside his office. “Are you sure about this? You really want to be the one to handle her? I-” 

“Yes!” I say interrupting for the hundredth time. “I still don’t get what it is about her that has got you so-” 

But before I can finish the elevator doors open and she steps out, the scent of honeycomb even stronger now that she’s close. My fangs tingle as I gaze down at her. She’s a tiny thing. Not much taller than five feet, but goddamn is she perfect. 

I can feel my fangs tingling. Shit. 

Rainier steps back, almost as if he’s afraid to let her near him, the he says, “You’re all set to leave Miss Bordeaux- 

“Ana!” She snaps, her eyes flaring violet for a moment. 

“Miss Bordeaux, Rainier counters, narrowing his gaze defiantly. 

Anastacia murmurs something under her breath, something I’m sure she didn’t intend for the pair of us to hear, but we do. 

“Fucking mated wolves.” 

Rainier’s eyes clash with mine and he smirks at me knowingly with a shake of his head. “Told you,” he whispers. “Something strange… in the neighborhood… who you gonna call… not me asshole.” 

“Pussy,” I cough, barely shuffling out of the way in time to avoid his fist. 

Anastacia is lingering at the large glass doors as I approach, her eyes cast downward toward my zipper which instantly puts my dick on high alert and I’m hard as stone before I can take so much as another step. 

Fucking hell. 

The front of my pants swells like a balloon on the end of a hose and all I can do is clear my throat to try and get her attention raised upward. It doesn’t work. At least, not until I see her gaze widen and something that looks like a blush stain her cheeks – which actually makes the problem worse. Suddenly I’m carrying what feels like dumbbells attached to my balls and I almost don’t know what to do. 

You’re a wolf asshole. Shake it off. Walk, homie, walk. It takes a moment. Along with a vision or two of naked old dudes climbing up on my junk, but I finally manage to bring my bang bang down enough to start my feet. Yes bang bang and no, it’s not a nickname that I have for my dick. 

*Follow me,” is all I manage to say, averting my eyes as hers go climbing up my frame. 

“Anywhere,” she murmurs behind me and I swear to God I almost trip over my own two feet as I step out the door. 

“Bye Ana!” A chorus of males shout out to her as we step beyond the threshold and I have to bite down on my tongue to keep from growling. 

“Bye y’all!” She giggles, shooting them a slight wave then blowing a two handed kiss in their direction. 

Holy fuck. Really? 

My eyes meet Rainier’s only long enough to read the ‘I told you so‘ in his gaze, then I tear my attention from the station completely and onto the path between me and my jeep. 

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Chapter Two Hundred Sixty–Nine 

“Can I wait right here for you?” she asks suddenly, her gaze locked on the trees and woods that surround this place, but I know there’s nothing out there right now so I shake my head no. 

For some reason I am unreasonably angry at the way she just said goodbye to the entire damned precinct. “No. I’m not far.” 

She gapes at me, her eyes glazing over with a violet heat that makes me smile, but I just step past her and head toward my car. “This way 

Anastacia.” 

“Ana!” She quips angrily, stalling by the door a moment before I hear the pitter patter of her bare feet racing my way. 

Oh fuck, that’s right. She doesn’t even have shoes. When I gaze back at her, I can almost see the soreness of them in her eyes, despite the fact that she is doing her very damned best to hide it. 

Well, that doesn’t really matter, because I won’t really be driving her out of town anyway. We’re headed straight for my place, she just doesn’t know it yet.