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Everleigh MilesDear Readers, I would like to give warning that we are approaching the end of The Pack's Hybrids. There remains 4 chapters of Thaelen's past in this book (this storyline will resume in the next), and then we will spend some time together in the recent past (The Pack's Secret Keeper from the Triquetra's POV storyline) as Aislen and the Triquetra heal their relationship, before returning briefly to the Present timeline for the conclusion of this book. I will add another warning note as we reach the last ten chapters of The Pack's Hybrids. The next book in the series, yet to be named, will be released shortly after the conclusion of this one. Please keep an eye on social media for updates about that. Thank you for reading and I hope you are enjoying the series :-)
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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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Concordia, Nine Hundred and Forty Years BeforeThaelen braced his hands against the windowsill, looking out over his city to the bay and the broken sea wall. Many vampire lives had been lost in the humans attack, and the bay still smoked with smouldering ship wrecks. The Concordian fleet had been damaged, the wall destroyed, and the docks were in ruins.The broken wall was an open invitation for human invasion.However, he was not afraid. Concordia had demonstrated its might to Etrait and Alden, and both countries and their rulers would be reconsidering their mission to invade the land and its people. Their attempts to tunnel through had been discovered and thwarted, and soon the mountains would be places of horror and fear for the human miners, which would also hurt the economy of Etrait, as without mining the mountain, they would be reliant on trade with Alden who would not be slow to take advantage of their weakened neighbor, despite the marriage that made them family.Combined wit
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Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeThey were both quiet during the drive back to Havermouth, tired from the night f-king and emotionally raw from their conversation at Haven Farm. Heath’s mind still buzzed with shock over the discovery of Aislen’s pregnancy and subsequent miscarriage. The pack had sent twice yearly reports on her. How had whoever been reporting not noticed? Unless they had and had deliberately kept it secret.Who had been keeping it secret? Abigail? For what reason? Just because Aislen was human?How different their lives would have been, he thought with anger, his hands clenching on the steering wheel, if news of Aislen’s pregnancy had reached them. It would have taken the sting out of Charlotte’s pregnancy for Rhett, and given Catherine Edison her much longed for grandchild…Why hadn’t Aislen tried harder to tell them after the phone call…? Why hadn’t she come back to Havermouth and…? He sighed out a breath. She had been eighteen, he reminded himself, and alone. They had
The Pack's Hybrids Heath's Anguish
Havermouth, Two Weeks Before “What’s that?” Cameron asked catching Heath’s curse word as Aislen and Heath entered the kitchen.Cameron was leaning on the kitchen bench with a cup of tea in his hands and reached out to catch hold of Aislen as she passed. “Hey,” he drew her flush to his body and leaned over to kiss her.Heath smothered his laughter. Rhett had painted the back of Cameron’s t-shirt - there was a cross from the top of his shoulders to the sides of his waist and he couldn’t imagine any other way that would have gotten there other than in playful banter between his two mates. The playful prank was a sign of his mates’ happiness with how things were going between the Triquetra, Aislen and Talen.Aislen’s shopping bags slipped from her hands, and she slid her hands up Cameron’s arms and over his shoulders as she sank into the kiss.“I like being able to do that,” he said against her lips, before setting his tea down and pulling her tighter to him, deepening the kiss as Heath
The Pack's Hybrids Heath's Apology
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeAs Heath passed Cameron’s bedroom he heard his red-haired mate cry out, and paused, the timbre of that cry striking him deep. He heard the rumble of Rhett’s voice, the tone teasing, and felt his heart pick up pace as it always did when he knew that his mates were f-king. The temptation to join them and lose himself in the pleasure of their bodies was strong, but he drew in a deep breath and continued through the house, keeping his footfalls silent. In the kitchen he took the kitchen shears from the top drawer.He spent twenty minutes collecting the blood red roses from the ancient bushes in the garden, creating a bouquet and thinking about the past from Aislen’s perspective, trying to see her side of the story, trying to understand the woman that he loved. He had been avoiding doing just that, he admitted to himself, hiding from the truth.“Stupid,” he told his younger self. “Stupid, arrogant, f-ked up Charlie clone.” After everything, after all his resent
The Pack's Hybrids The Threesome
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeA day had wrought many changes, Talen thought as he cupped Heath’s cheek. He had been hopeful that the car ride and shopping trip would give Heath and Morgana the chance to talk openly and honestly, and from Morgana’s upset upon their return, talk they had.It was a brave thing for Heath to have done, coming back, and apologizing. Talen had overheard most of what Heath had said to Morgana, and it had been a raw, open, soul baring apology that had reinforced Talen’s hope that his mates would work things out.Heath needed care and encouragement after taking such a brave step, and in giving his mate that support, Talen had been surprised to find a new vulnerability. What had this mate’s life been like for him to respond with such surprise to being told that someone was proud of him? From what Talen had seen of the other man, Heath was dedicated to his Triquetra, had achieved a great deal in his career and life, and wore his responsibility well. Had everyone i
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
