The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Fourteen CANE "Someone probably found your phone," I say, holding my cell out for her to take.

Her mouth sours and the phone continues to ring. "Answer it," Delllah tells me. Tell him we're not here.

Him? 110? "Tell him?" 1 frown, shaking my head. "You weren't really at a motel, were you?" "No," she admits. "I wasn't." She and Gayle share a look and this tI snap my head in Gayle's direction just in tto see her mthe words, "Tell him," to my sister.

Tell me? Tellwhat? Gayle sees that I'm looking at her, I know she does. But to her credit, she doesn't let it sway her. Choosing only to acknowledgeonce she has Enished, her eyes snap to mine and she offersa wan smile. The timid little turn of her lips is so endearing that I find myself smiling back.

The phone is still ringing in my hand so I look at it one last time, then block all calls from Delilah's number. I can always remove the block, so I don't worry.

When I look up at Delillah, her eyes are a turbulent shade of swirling blue and her mouth is sputtering wordlessly as if she's in shock, Shit, she's worried.

“What's the matter?" I ask, my brow furrowing. "Who is this guy and why does he have your phone?" She shakes her bead, taking a few deep breaths and then looking toward Gayle for help.

"He's her husb-boyfriend," I hear Gayle say in a carefully cloaked voice.

Delilah's eyes narrowed into slits. "Really, traitor?" "Lilah's the infamous Missus Quinn, Gayle chuckles, drawing my attention.

Lilah, huh? That's cine.

I stare at her as she continues to laugh, her face going from simply sexy, which seems to be her standard setting, to adorably charming as her face lights up with joy from her laughter.

"You're just mad because I refused your sexual advances, Delilah taunts from behind me.

Gayle gasps tically, sitting up to cross her arms over her chest. "You never toldyou refused! I thought you were still considering Somehow in the space of the last five seconds, my chest has begun to the and I rear back a bit, losing my inner peace as I take if in that Gorgeous Gayle is a lesbian. Well, that just really, really, sucks. I can't exactly explain why it upsetsso much. She wouldn't be the first chick I wanted to bang that turned out to be unattainable in her case, more ways than one. But for sreason it hits a whole lot harder this time. Maybe because I thought we had a connection and like I said before, my dick was painting a very different picture for 1. me.

1/4 Chapter Two Hundred Fourteen But I really thought... no, not thought. I know she was flirting withDon't 17 While the two of them continue to laugh, I zone out a bit. The world shattering news that Delilah has a boyfriend after just being single two days ago, is completely forgotten as I try to get my throat to work so that I can ask a question. I'm still reeling and now I'm staring at Gayle like she is in fact a traitor. When she looks over atand her laughter swiftly dies, so does Delilah's.

As the room falls uncomfortably silent, I finally lent finally findin my voice. "So... you like- My phone starts ringing again and I swipe a hand over my face to hide my frustration before I take a look at the caller ID.

Unknown Caller.

Without consulting either of them, 1 hold a finger to my mouth, ordering them silent, Chances are it could be Roman, but my money is on this Quinn guy.

"Hello?" I can hear the distinct whir of tires racing over pavement for a moment before everything goes silent on that end and a man's voice says, “Hello Cane. My nis Quinn. Before you decide to lie toand say that Delilah isn't there with you, can you please tell her that I know that she is and I desperately need to talk to her about something I smirk, then without so much as a second thought, I say, "Sure, you can speak to her. Just a second." "Ub-okay," Quinn says, laughing with relief. “Thanks.” "No problem," I say, handing Delilah the phone and ignoring her soupcan glare. Roman doesn't have any canned goods," I inform her, closing her hands around my phone when she refuses to reach for it. "He believes fresh is the only way to go." "Ew," Gayle says with a shudder and I grimace, realizing what that may have sounded like given our prior conversation. Then she turns to Gayle, Tll be in our room." Our room. Jesus. Could I have missed all the signs? Is my baby sister even more adventurous than I already knew she was? I walk toward the head of my bed and then throw myself on it, my back slightly inclined against the five fluffy pillows along the headrest Gayle hasn't turned around to look at me, but I can't seem to take my eyes off of her. And it's not like I'm ogling her body either. I'm just staring in hopeless admiration at the back of her head. Like a fool who managed to convince himself it was alright to believe in unicorns, only to learn that they only revealed themselves to women. Stupid analogy, I know, but I'm not much of a reader.

me, blushing when she sees that I'm already looking at her. Where is this shyness coming from? Is it She twists her body to the side becmise of my sister? le to face m "What were you going to ask me?” she inquires softly, chewing her lip when I don't respond. "Before Quinn called?' Her sultry y voice is powerfully sexy and I find myself hoping to paint a new picture. One where I convince her to give dick a shot and she agrees to one night of nothing but foreplay. That way, if she still doesn wantI can always bullshit-myself and say it was because I didn't give it my all.

"I don't remember," I lie and try for a smile, just so that she doesn't have to feel bad for me.

"You don't?" she teases, playfully. "Are you sure?" She turns herself on the bed until she's on her hands and knees crawling toward me.

My eyes go instantly heavy, my dick twitching visibly in my shorts as her back arches and her sweet round ass rises and falls behind her.

This girl is evil She converges in my direction but then stops when she almost reaches the headboard. Curling her legs beneath herself as she sits facing 2/4 Chapter Two Hundred Fourteen the side of my head. Her knees re so close to my waist that I can actually feel the soft fabric of her sweatpants each tI inhale. It's torture, and it's not fair. Although depressed, my cock doesn't seem to be immune to her nearness and I can already feel it swelling. despite that I fight it. Looking down at my ever growing bulge, I grit my teeth and get ready to snap. Fully intent on chasing her out of here with sgood old fashioned bullying, my mouth falls open to spit fire, but I meet her gaze and I just can't do it.

My chest physically aches at what I see on her face. Fear and hurt. Like the eyes of a frightened animal. Like the eyes of the girl that shifted in my armas before she ran away.

way to her.

She's afraid of what I was about to say But why? Maybe she's decided that my sudden change in demeanor means that I've recognized her.

I shot her twice at close range and then after she fell, kicked her to make sure she was dead. Fuck. That's ugly I can only hope she was still unconscious for that part. Dropping my rifle, I released the trap and tried to gather her up to throw her body over my shoulder. Then... she shifted in my arms becoming this absolutely breathtaking girl whose eyes were still closed in what I thought was death.

I'll never forget what that felt like. The shock and excitement of seeing a famed lion shifter lasted less than a second. That all fell into the background the moment I saw her face. It was white noise compared to the shand regret that I felt. I wanted to lay her down and turn the gun on myself. But then her eyes popped open and she stared atfor a long moment before leaping out of my arms and racing away. Then, Charlie shot at her retreating back before I could stop him. I don't even know if his bullets hit her, but I do know that I wanted to find her again.

That was only a few nights ago.

And now... she's here.

And somehow, I've scared her.

So I go ahead and go for it, asking her the question that I figure I already have the answer to just so that she of isn't afraid of me. "Are you in love with my sister?" I hate how defeated my voice sounds, so I look away. P-pardon me? Wh-what?" she scoff.

"Are you two... you and my sister..... are you-"

"No-na! No, no, no, no!" she exclaims, but it could be embarrassed she's justo m Delilah refused her. "She has a boyfriend!" I finally look at her and find her looking about how I did when I realized she was into women. At least she's not looking scared anymore...

"Yeah," I say. "But it's new. So who knows how long that'll last." She blinks atin utter disbelief. "Call it a hunch, but I'm thinking it might last a while." İster likn "You don't know my sister like I do," I chuckle. “She bounces back faster than most." She taughs, shaking her head atlike I'm missing something. "You just don't understand."

I understand that you're the first girl dd that I have ever seen her hanging out so freely with. And I'd hate to see her lose you friendship just because she En doesn't return your feelings, I sigh, thinking about mine for her.

"Sometimes it's enough just to have them around." Her brow furrows. "I'm not into your sister," she murmurs quietly.

I apologize, I mumble, letting her off the hook.

3/4 Chapter Two Hundred Fourteen "1-1-Im not 1-she takes a deep breath-I didn't even know that she liked women." My eyebrow shoots up. "She doesn't." Gayle tilts her head at me, studyingopenly. Then why would you think I was in love with her? I don't get it." "Because you like women," 1 1.1 point out a and for a moment I wonder if I misheard what they said, but I don't want to get my hopes up Because I like women? Wait a minute! What Oh Oh no! She gasps, closing both of her hands over her mouth before falling into a fit of giggles Her body quakes with laughter. The sound of it is so intoxicating, that almost start laughing v But then she curls forward clutching at her stomach and her head lands right on my chest...

with her.