The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates novel Chapter 273

Chapter Two Hundred Seventy–Three

The fog is thick this morning. Lassoed around my grandma’s house kere twined about a body. It’s winter tone and the sky is more gray than it has ever been, but even so the fog is never quite so thick here, so I have to wonder what the hell is going on. Stepping past the weatherbeaten threshold and into my grim’s living room cases me to hear by breath.

ty ripe with rabia’s egg blue in every

It may be dark outside, but the living room is bright and the new beyond the windows shows a cloudless sky direction. What the – huh??

A quick gaze around finds may gran sitting quietly in her favorite chair, a spl of yarn and fresh knitting on her lap.

“Gran! Hey! Where’s Chelsea? My eyes search the space for my sister, frong when I come up empty.

Gran laughs, her dark blue eyes swirling as she looks up at me. “Child, you ow dong well these visits are personal and private.”

I squint, turning my head to observe her carefully. She looks younger somehow. Not sick the way she was the last time we were

together.

11hen wassss the last time we were together?

“Oh my Goddess!” I exclaim. “This is a dream, isn’t it Gran?”

My grandama smiles at me, nodding her head knowingly. “No child, this is a visit. I’ve been holding onto the veil, waiting for this day for a while now, baby. You’ve been lost to us for the fast two years. It’s nice to know someone has finally breached Draco’s barrier over your heart. you

are free now.

What the heck is the talking about? Fr

Free?

“Oh Gran, You were so, so right about him. Jo so sorry. But, you’re wrong He’s still out there. He’s been chasing me since the day you died. He pretended he was gonna take me to go and see you. To see your body, but fall to my knees he lied, Gran. He led

“It’s not your fault, angel. You only hoped to be loved. One thing I have learned since passing is that straying from the path is sometimes necessary for the greater good, Even if it may not seem that way at the time. She sighs, “I still love you. No matter the choices you made. I held your hand when you sang your song of sorrow. I was there when you finally decided to run from the best.”

“Still,” I moan helplessly. Tm sorry I wasn’t there for Chelsea… and what do you mean someone has finally breached the barrier? What barrier,

Gran?

She purses her lips, lowering her eyes to the plush white carpet at her bare feet. “Draco placed a barrier over your heart, sweet girl siphon. You are my Gifted her. Your innate ability to inherit my gifts sparked to life the day I traveled. So all of your emotions and eff of your magics, along with mine, were locked up inside of you. You couldn’t complete much more than a few surface conjurings before she grins “-now though-” her ryebrows wag “-a true mate has set you free.”

She chuckles, the sound of a tingle of song from for for away. “I did, baby girl. A week. Now that I’ve finally been able to say goodbye, I can Nally pass beyond the veil. I love you my angel. The next time you open your eyes you will know true power. You’re going to have to save him from himself. Whatever you take from this visit, let it be that. He will not believe in you at first and you will have to fight tooth and mail to keep Jim close. But I have faith in you, child. You and he will birth a son. And that child will be the next Alpha of his pack.”