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The Pack's Hybrids A Conversation Between Vampires
Astreau, Nine Hundred and Forty Years BeforeThaelen stood by the window to the room, looking out on the promenade. The revelry spilled out onto the street in waves of activity, the humans scattering once released from the buildings. He saw a group of young boys run from the shadows causing outcry as they threaded through the drunken humans, before fleeing on fleet feet into the darkness.“Thieves,” Meguitte observed as she joined him.“Yes,” he agreed. “Something to keep in mind for our time here.”“There they are,” she added. On the street, the two vampires paused and seemed to discuss whether to continue before looking up and seeing them in the window. Thaelen raised his hand in acknowledgement and the man offered his arm to woman before leading her towards the inn.“They are coming,” Thaelen said turning away from the window to watch the door. The soldiers guarding them rose from the table where they had been tending to their weapons, standing to either side of the door. One of th
The Pack's Hybrids Learning Lamphis
Astreau, Nine Hundred and Forty Years BeforeAfter the two new vampires left, Thaelen threw himself onto his bed face down. Meguitte was right, he thought with amusement, he was beginning to be a drunk, getting into the habit of drinking more wine than he should instead of the blood that he actually craved, substituting one red liquid for the other although he did not have to, out of some sense of guilt.Between the four vampires, comparing the ways of their lands, they had finished off several bottles of wine, and Thaelen’s head swum as he sank face first into the feather-down cushions, the alcohol’s effects exacerbated by his empty stomach. He knew it was only temporary, his vampiric constitution would deal with the alcohol quickly.He felt the mattress move and knew that Meguitte sat beside his hips. He groaned and rolled over heavily; his eyes closed. “I think we are meant to live like the vampires here,” he told her. “I think I was sent here by the goddess to learn how they live,
The Pack's Hybrids The Slums
Astreau, Nine Hundred and Forty Years Before“It’s nicer to live amongst the rich, but more fun to spend your time amongst the poor,” Luos announced as the carriage headed away from the ornate and beautifully constructed houses and the streets with their elegantly dressed pedestrians. They passed the promenade, but did not turn towards the docks, skirting the large buildings where the workers lived.The streets narrowed and the houses began to crowd each other and the road. The houses were ill-kept and filthy, the people ragged and wild eyed. Even the children seemed hollow-cheeked and their expressions were sharper as they watched the progress of the carriage past them.Thaelen winced at the smell. It recalled the stomach-clenching illness of the human soldiers polluted by Meguitte’s sparrow familiars.“Yes,” Luos was watching his face. “There is a certain perfume to the area. Sweat, shit, urine, and desperation.”The road opened into a square gathered around a well and a wooden dais
The Pack's Hybrids Thaelen Makes Plans
Astreau, Nine Hundred and Forty Years BeforeThe den of intoxicated humans was a vampire feast, as Luos and Willa had promised, with each human offering a mouthful or two of euphoria and all oblivious or confused by the vampires that moved amongst them. Thaelen leaned against a wall with Luos at his side and watched as the vampire drank from the throat of a woman.“You drink from their throats,” Thaelen commented.“Do you not?” Luos was surprised.“In battle, or…” Thaelen’s smile was slow and heated. “During sex with your lover. But between blood slaves and vampires? The wrist is considered better manners.”“Better manners?” Luos burst out laughing. “Vampire manners. Oh, my goodness,” he wiped the tears from his eyes as he set the woman, who complained over his noise and the jostling, down to where he had gotten her. “I really must see this Concordia of yours, Thaelen.”“Hmm,” Thaelen watched a rat test the fingers of a man to see if he was edible, before scurrying away and wondered h
The Pack's Hybrids Here There Are Dragons
Astreau, Nine Hundred and Forty Years Before Thaelen was glad to return to the sea. Feeling the wind whip back his hair as they headed out with the tide blew all the uncertainties away. At the prow of a ship, he returned to his roots, to the way he was raised. A vampire heir, whose job it was to travel out on the waves every year and bring home the plunder of afar. His holds were emptier than when they had arrived – something which ran contrary to his heritage. The Dockmaster Havuid had been heavily bribed before their departure both for the information of the shipment of convicts that they pursued and in preparation for future shipments. A necessity which he admitted, should Luos’ efforts come to fruition, would prove worthwhile. In the meantime, however, they sailed light in the shadow of a convict ship that had to know that they were on its left shoulder, for if they could see it, then it’s crew could see them. “You can follow a convict ship to its destination and collect the c
The Pack's Hybrids The Locket
Concordia, Nine Hundred and Forty Years BeforeThe looming seawall held Luos and Willa entranced as they passed under it, the shadow dragging over the ship and the spray from the raise portcullis raining down over them all. Thaelen felt the temperature change, cooler under the permanent shade of the great wall, and the pattern of the waves calmed, the reef creating tranquillity within the bay.The docks were busy with ships stocking in anticipation of his return, and the boardwalks were crowded with vampires and blood slaves come to see their king’s arrival, word having passed from the guards on the wall. Within the crowd’s restlessness, the soldiers created a half-moon around Sigrid, Alyra, Hod and Magnus, who stood waiting to greet him.The Astrean ship anchored away from the docks, isolating as per Meguitte’s instructions, keeping the convicts away from the Concordian blood slaves.As the gangplank was positioned, Thaelen saw the vampires move the Concordian blood slaves back, enco
The Pack's Hybrids Good Intentions
Concordia, Nine Hundred and Forty Years BeforeSigrid had selected an area of land just outside of the city on which to build accommodation for the newly arrived blood slaves. “I have been to the ship,” she told him. “And we cannot leave the humans there for much longer. The holds are full, and…” She pulled a face. “It stinks. They will become sick. The vampire blood which the crew is giving them is the only thing that has prevented it from occurring so far.”“What do you propose?” He raised his eyebrows. “The buildings will take weeks to complete.”“Tents,” she said simply. “I am having tents erected in which to house them.”“Not very secure,” he observed.“That is true. I have announced that we will take vampire volunteers to guard, protect, and care for them during the quarantine period. Those vampires will both be allowed to feed from the new blood slaves, and in return will give their blood towards eradicating any dangerous disease that they might carry.”“Hmm,” he nodded slowly.
The Pack's Hybrids The Battle
Concordia, Nine Hundred and Forty Years Before“My king?”Thaelen fought his way out of a deep sleep and winced against the flickering light of the lantern that the blood slave held. Attendants moved around the room, lighting candles and taking clothing from the chests. The open window shutters showed a night sky filled with stars.“What has happened?” He sat up knowing that they would not wake him without reason. “Have the humans managed to open a tunnel?”“No, my king,” the blood slave slid onto the bed next to him and offered him her wrist. “There was an episode at the encampment,” she explained as he drank. “Prisoners were taken before they managed to escape with the slaves.”They had anticipated it, Thaelen thought grimly, and had increased the guards as a result. When Meguitte had decided that the quarantine was done, and that there was no sign of ill health amongst the blood slaves, he had met with his advisors and discussed how to proceed. It had been decided to draw the names
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The Pack's Hybrids Rebirth
Havermouth, Present Time Heath woke into darkness. His werewolf sight could not even determine a pinprick of light. The darkness was heavy, smothering. “Talen?” He asked. His voice sounded muted, as if he were in a closed, tight space. He reached out and felt nothing however… And that was terrifying. There was no floor, no walls. He did not understand how it was that he was not falling… or perhaps he was. His breathing was rasped through lungs constricted by panic. “Shh,” a woman murmured. “Hush now, do not fear. Nothing will harm you here. Indeed,” there was amusement to her voice. “There is nothing here to harm you.” “Who are you?” He demanded, fear turning into anger. “Some Van Helsing trick?” “Hmhmhm,” she chuckled softly. “No, white wolf.” “Where is Talen?” He sat up slowly, relying on his stomach muscles as there wasn’t a floor to brace his hands against. “Where are we? Why… isn’t there a floor?” “So many questions. We are in the beginning, the aether, the place where we
The Pack's Hybrids An Apocalyptic Stroll Around Havermouth
Havermouth, Present TimeCameron and Rhett stood by the front window of Mr Claymont’s house with the lace curtains pushed back, looking out at the street as the crowd began to clear. A riot had broken out in response to the explosion of the school and had blocked the Van Helsings’ efforts to reach their destroyed base. The Havermouth rioters had destroyed several of the Van Helsings’ vehicles until guns had been drawn and bullets had been fired.Just as things had been on the verge of turning into a massacre, the fire had begun to spread out from the school, and Havermouth’s residents had rushed to help the homeowners save their property whilst others had dragged those injured by the Van Helsings retaliation into nearby houses.Into the chaos and mania of it all, the fleeing werewolves had just been another strangeness of the day, with people shrieking and screaming as their fur brushed against them, but otherwise taking no action against them, too occupied with the fire and gunmen, a
The Pack's Hybrids Good Girls and Bad Girls
Havermouth, Present TimeThe f-ker!Aislen woke angry and sore. Her whole body ached, but her head and throat most of all. She was f-king going to kill that arsehole of a torturer, she thought.She was lying on her back on a bed, but not somewhere private. Around her she could hear the murmur of voices, groans and moans, the rattle of metal against metal, and crying. It stank. Layers of sweat, urine, faeces and… rotten meat.She opened her eyes and looked through a mesh of metal bars at the pressed tin tile design within the coffered ceiling high above her and the elaborate chandelier that dangled from it. Not what she’d expected having smelled the room, she thought, sitting up.It was a large long room, with a heavy velvet curtained stage set on one end and a wall of double doors at the other. In between the two ends, rows of cages had been set, each one only long enough to fit a trundle bed and twice as wide. Many of the cages were empty, like the one directly next to Aislen’s bed,
The Pack's Hybrids Talen's Ferocious Mate
Havermouth, One Week BeforeTony had the police officer tied by his wrists and dangling over an open oubliette in the barn when Talen arrived, and looked up from a toolbox which was set on the pushed back stone lid. “Alex, this is Talen. Talen, meet Alexander Grennith.”“F-k you,” the werewolf was in the policeman’s eyes, but with his weight on his shoulders, and his wrists tied, he could not shift without risking tearing his arms from the joint, an injury that would be both intensely painful and potentially life-alteringly disabling.“No thank you,” Talen replied as he rolled up his sleeves. “Did you have any trouble?” He asked Tony.“No,” Tony was amused. “I took Sigrid with me, and she distracted him at the front door whilst I took him from behind. He did not know what happened. We bundled him into his own car, and I wore his jacket and hat. Anyone who saw me would have thought he was going on a date. I dropped Sigrid at the Ute and she drove it home for me.”“I didn’t know that Si
The Pack's Hybrids Heath's Knotted Sex With Aislen
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeCameron creeping out of the bed and around the room getting dressed woke Heath. He was pressed tightly to Talen’s back, half drowning in the vampire’s blonde hair, with his arm over Talen’s waist and he was disinclined to move from the position. Used to Cameron’s early mornings, once he’d registered what the movement was about, he closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep only for Aislen to mutter a complaint as Rhett wriggled out from under her.“I have a client coming at nine,” Rhett explained his movement. “I have to go set up.”“Too early,” Aislen grumbled.“I know, but they work afternoons, and it will take a good three hours,” Rhett yawned widely as he slid out of the bed.Talen shifted in order to pull Aislen back against him, snuggling her into the spoon of his body. “Sleep some more, Morgana,” he murmured. “You need to rest in order to heal.”Rhett cursed as he stumbled and Cameron smothered his laughter. “Careful. F-k man, you’re not a good m
The Pack's Hybrids Another Day Won't Hurt
Havermouth, Two Weeks Before“I could do with a cigarette too,” Aislen announced. “And a glass of wine.”“It’s not even midday,” Heath protested immediately.Aislen’s eyeroll said it all. “I wasn’t asking for permission. I’ve had a pretty shitty couple of days, and I want to f-king have a cigarette and a glass of wine on the porch of my house and so that’s precisely what I am going to do,” she began to get dressed. “If you’re all going to be bitches you can leave.”Heath spotted her underwear tangled at the foot of the bed and retrieved them, untangling them as he handed them to her. “I’ll go open a bottle.” He stepped out into the hallway and closed the door before leaning against the wall and heaving out a sigh.Rhett and Cameron now knew about the miscarriage, but he felt as if the Triquetra had narrowly avoided disaster with the discussion that had followed, and the adrenaline spike had left him shaky with his heart racing against his ribs. The conversation had also shaken free a
The Pack's Hybrids Rhett Gets Pegged
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeRhett laughed. F-k this was going to be fun, he thought lifting up onto his elbows in order to improve his view.“Oh.” Aislen had realized that the double-sided dildo was for her.Talen’s shoulder shook with his silent laughter as he helped her into the harness and eased her end of the dildo into her.“F-k that’s hot,” Rhett groaned as Talen tightened the harness around her waist. There was something so naughty about Aislen with a c-k, and the leather straps compressing her soft skin, the contrast of white to black and soft to hard… “F-k,” he groaned, and Heath compliantly gripped his c-ck, stroking from base to tip so that he sighed out his pleasure.“Very nice,” Talen approved leaning back to inspect his workmanship. “Who would you like to f-k, little demon?”“Choices, choices,” Aislen’s response was pure devilry.“Me,” Rhett gasped out rolling up to sitting. “I want to try that.”“Why not?” Aislen was amused by his eagerness and by her new accessory, re
The Pack's Hybrids Group Sex
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeRhett used the trolley to herd Tabitha and her cameraman away from Cameron and Aislen so that they could make their escape, his vindicative ramming of the reporter’s heels fuelled by the nasty volley of questions she had just thrown at Aislen.“This is assault, Rhett Salem!” Tabitha snarled at him.“Oh, f-k off Tabitha,” he replied. “For a f-king desperate ambulance chasing vulture you are pretty righteous. F-king chasing down a woman who was just shot, and shouting out her personal business… You are slime. The worst type of slime. Just own it and shut the f-k up.”He abandoned the trolley inside the doors of the hospital and trotted across the carpark to where Heath was picking up shards of broken vase and ignoring Tabitha’s attempts to engage him into an interview. Heath surprised Tabitha by passing her the broken pieces. “Throw these away for me, please, like a good girl,” he told her.“Ah, shit, Heath, don’t call her a good girl,” Rhett laughed as he h
The Pack's Hybrids Cameron Learns About The Miscarriage
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeCameron almost stopped dead. From the corner of his eye, he saw Rhett fumble a vase of flowers that he was loading into his car, the vase shattering with a loud crash as it hit the ground and distracting the reporter and her cameraman.Miscarriage? What miscarriage? And… if Aislen couldn’t have a child… what did that mean for their Triquetra?“I don’t hit women,” Heath growled down at Tabitha. “But you are testing my resolve. Get the f-k away from us, and stay away.”Cameron pulled himself together and crossed the last distance to the Ute, easing Aislen into the passenger seat, and closing the door before turning back to help his Triquetra drive off the reporter and her cameraman. Rhett drove the now empty trolley directly at Tabitha and the cameraman, forcing them backwards, and used it to herd them towards the hospital and away from the Ute.“What the f-k?” Cameron asked Heath in shock. “What the f-k was that?”“Take her to her house, Cam, I’ll meet you
