The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates novel Chapter 52

The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates 

Chapter Fifty–Two 

DOMONIC 

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I race toward the docks at a dangerous speed. Sliding through the rain without any oterm for use or anything on the streets. Once I pull into the parking lot, 1 see Koda outside the main office talking to the dockmaster so I park and head over. 

There was a boathouse a few nights ago. A real fancy ton, Dockmaster P 

Parks is srying as I walk register his vessel. By the time I went outside to get his signature, he was gone. But as ask around and see if any of the boys remember the name of the dama 

He stopped and bought some food and fuel. But he didn’t thing–causes I don’t remember it.” 

“What did he look like? Koda asks. 

The old man squints his eyes, nodding at me in greeting. He was young. Bout twenty. With a scruffy black beard and shoulder length boo Sort of a yellow–brown. He was big too. A little shorter than you Dom, but not by much.” The old man sighs, “He didn’t tip nobody neither looking. Didn’t smile even once.” 

“Thanks Parks,” Koda says, turning toward me. Give me a ring if you spot 

but whatever you do – don’t try and detain him.” 

Is he dangerous?” P 

Parks hisses. 

I nod. “Yes he is” 

“You boy going out in the water?!” 

We’re pulling out in the powerboat though. Can you tie the yacht up for me?” ask, my attention locking on the fog rolling in and the turbulent waves offshore hinting that the storm is far from over 

Course I can. That’s what I’m here for. Be careful out there. No one should be out the water bonight.” 

Thanks for your concern,” I tell Parks as Koda and I walk toward pier twelve, 

We step slowly, the rain coming down hand mer both of us as we silently scan the train. “Who was that message from Koda? I want to know and I want to know 

ΠΟ 

Koda shrup, “Quinn. 

Quinn. Makes sense. Tell me this,” I say, climbing aboard one of the three vessels we have docked. “Are you sure the girl isn’t in on anything with Lea? Because you’re the one that left her there with Draven. And I swear to God if anything happen to her because of it, I’ll kill that bitch. 

I watch him carefully as his shoulders sense and he works for control. If I didn’t know better, I’d think I just pissed him off. He’s so angry, I can see his claws begin to curl out from his hands. What the fuck? 

“She isn’t in on anything,” he growls and I see a flash of fangs before he schools his eatures. His face melting back into indifference, “She’s innocent.” 

I growl at him, my fangs slicing out. “So you say. But, I think I reserve judement | | hear her side of the story. And if she’s lying” 

“She not,” he growls back. 

Thead for the control, turning my back on Koda. I feel weight shake the boot and spin around is shock. 

To coming with you, he informs, taking a seat. 

1 laugh. “Fuck if you are. Someone needs to be stationed at the dock to watch for Leo 

Tm coming with you,” he says again, in a clear, detached voice. “I called Grant. He’s ready on his way. He’ll keep watch on the docks” 

I stare at him for a cool mute before he meets my eyes and what I ser in his gaze looks a whole hell of a lot like defiance. “What’s going on with you Koda? There’s something you’re not tel me. What are you leaving out?! 

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Chapter Fifty–Two 

He shrugs, mosing past me to lip the comentible cover closed, shielding un from the rain. “We should get going. Soon we will have a visibility and I want to do a couple of laps around the island before we dock.” 

I nod, facing back to the control panel and turning the key, “en you on duty?” Iure, terring out onto the open weaves and pushing for fall throttle 

“I am,” he concedes, grabbing the dash as we hit by a particularly nasty swell. 

“And you’re brushing it off just to protect my mate?” I side–ee him, watching for any shift in his features, but he doesn’t so much as twitch. 

“Of course. Why else he says, not giving an inch. 

But he been doing a whole lot of talking these days, More than he ever han. And starting to wonder why. 

BRAVEN 

“I can’t see shit out of these windows! I say to Emily, my face pressed up against the glass in the living room, I feel like I’ve been 

day waiting for Domene to show back up. But every time I glance toward the wharf is nothing but waves. 

“Why don’t they have a fireplace here? Wouldn’t it be sooo mocy to relax around the ? She comments, studying the brick mantle on one side of the gant flatscreen telev 

“Right.” I agree. “That is odd. Domonie doesn’t have one at his house either.” My eyes shoot to where Quinn is busily cutting onions for the new Emily is planning to make. “Hey QuinnTMTM 

Yes my queen!” 

1 laugh. “Is there a fireplace in this house anywhere?” 

“Ouch,” he snaps, dropping his knife and grabbing for the towel hanging on the wall, wh what? Hests, wrapping his finger and glaring my way 

Oh shit. How’s he gonna explain the when it heals in the next five minutes? 

you out yourself dufus?” I giggle. 

He shakes his head, his eyes falling on Emily. “Nah. It’s just a scratch. What were you asking?” 

Do you guys have a fireplace here?” I repeat, 

His gaze goes dark. “Um nn. But if you’re cold I can burn the heat up.”