Havermouth, The PresentConnery strolled across the road smiling pleasantly and inclining his head to the new arrivals as they explored the area. Several witches and warlocks were chalking runes across the road, and others were tying ribbons and hex pouches into the fences and trees.“Busy, busy little witches and warlocks,” Connery commented to himself.He would sleep better, however, for knowing that his sleep was guarded by so many wards and safeguards, he admitted to himself. Not that he planned to do much sleeping, he added to himself with a wide grin. He was not a fool to waste his time on sleep now that he had Meguitte in his bed.He had his eyes on one of the camper vans. A luxury model with a generously sized bed, it wasn’t precisely his island escape, but it was a definite step up from sleeping on the floor. With Logan Wren on the loose, Connery also thought it wise not to spend the night where Logan knew to look. He had no doubt that Logan hadn’t given up on Meguitte, despi
Havermouth, The Present“And for voluntarily surrendering yourself into custody in order to be tried for your crimes by a jury of your peers once the current emergency is over…” Aislen spoke with slow deliberation. “In the meantime, we are very happy to be able to offer you the secure accommodation of this shipping container. We invite you take advantage of this time to relax and enjoy the opportunity to rest. We will transfer you to the bunker when it is safe for us to do so, and you should let them know how you made this decision freely out of guilt and the realization that your actions have placed the pack in danger. Do you understand?”“Yes… yes I do,” August’s face had gone slack, his eyes losing focus.“Wonderful,” Aislen glanced up at Heath, her eyes asking if she had left anything out.“He should probably also feel free to tell others how well he was treated during his time with us,” Heath suggested, his eyes sliding to where Jules stood. “Don’t you think?”Jules’ smile was wi
Havermouth, The PresentMeguitte could feel Connery’s tension as he led her to one of the campers and opened the door. The camper had the plastic smell of something brand new and was roomier inside than it looked outside. At one end, the big bed reminded Meguitte just how good it had felt to have Connery’s skin against hers and she wanted to forget about whatever it was that he wanted to talk to her about, and strip him naked. She wanted to feel his heartbeat against her ribs, the rise and fall of his belly with every breath pressing into hers as his c-ck found home within her…“Connery,” she said softly, her eyes sliding from the bed to his face. His expression had her frowning. “What is it?” She could feel her heartbeat picking up pace within her, and her skin prick with fear. “Are you okay?”What had happened between him so cheerfully leaving and this return?He reached out and stroked his fingers through her hair until the heel of his hand rested against her cheek. “I’m fine,” he
Havermouth, The PresentThe town was busy as they made the return trip to the hospital, with many people waving and smiling as the Unimog passed. There were more cars on the road, something Heath knew would be temporary, because there was only so much fuel before they would need refilling, but it made sense to use them whilst they could.They were sharing the resources of the town, taking care of elderly neighbours, and making repairs to buildings damaged by the storm. A group of children were drawing in chalk on the paving, playing a game of hopscotch amongst their bright artwork of flowers, rainbows, suns, and animals. The simple sight brought tears to Heath’s eyes, and he had to look away to prevent breaking down.Cameron took his hand. His red-haired mate had not missed the children playing either and his dark blue eyes were awash with tears.The town was feeling safe and unafraid to let their children play on the streets whilst the adults worked.They had done that, Heath thought
Havermouth, The PresentAs the sun began to set, to prevent the roar of the truck engines announcing their approach, they split into teams, a skeletal crew of soldiers remaining with the Unimogs whilst others proceeded on foot, surrounding the hotels that the Van Helsings had occupied.Rhett and Cameron had reluctantly agreed to stay on the Unimog when Aislen had said she intended to do so. Heath knew that Aislen had made the decision because of her pregnancy, and he was grateful that she was being sensible, and that her doing so meant that Rhett and Cameron could stay to protect and guard her, without losing face. They were, after all, a Triquetra, and protecting a pregnant mate was what they were meant to do.Their three mates had tried to argue Talen and Heath into staying with them, however Talen and Heath had gone ahead on foot with the soldiers. They caught the Van Helsings mid-evacuation, black clad figures scurrying from hotel to the trucks that idled in front of it, loading i
Havermouth, The PresentThe room stank. Talen knew the smell well. It was one he had smelled long, long before in Beupraxia’s dungeons. Blood, faeces, urine, pain, and despair with a hint of rotting flesh. He swallowed back the bitterness that wanted to stick to his tongue.Rhett made a gagging noise and covered his mouth and nose with his hand.Cameron pulled a packet out of a pocket, the plastic crinkling as he dug his fingers into it. “Open up,” he said to Aislen, and popped a small golden lolly into her mouth when she obeyed. “Rhett?”“Sure, can’t hurt,” Rhett accepted a lolly and pulled a face. “Gah. I take that back.”“Ginger lolly. They stock them at the hospital gift shop,” Cameron offered one to Rohan who shook his head and took a nasal roller from his pocket, rubbing it under his nose. “What’s that?”“Eucalyptus,” Rohan offered it around. Rhett accepted it. “Blocks the smell and clears the sinuses at the same time.”Talen turned his attention back to the room. It was a funct
Havermouth, The PresentNight was falling, but Havermouth was not resting.Talen and Heath and the werewolf soldiers had moved cement roadblocks to block off some roads, and parked vehicles across others in order to prevent the Van Helsings from entering freely overnight. The witches had drawn runes on walls and the paving to add to the security, but there was, of course, no real way to secure an entire town. They just had to hope that they’d wounded the Van Helsings enough that they would need the night, at least, in order to recover.Talen hoped it would take them longer, Aislen knew.The main streets of the town were hectic with people and wolves, children running wildly between the fires that the town had created in garbage cans set in the center of the road, lighting the night in flickering gold and orange as the moon glowed overhead, the stars a shimmering curtain in a dark sky unmarred by cloud.It had the feel of a street festival, and even smelled and sounded like one, Aislen
Havermouth, The PresentThe moment the door opened; Rhett jerked Aislen to face him, his eyes intense. “Play time,” he growled his wolf shading the amber of his irises with an oily sheen of green and gold. He pulled her top up and off her without breaking their gazes, and then lifted his own top up slowly in a delicious display of tattooed skin and muscle made more striking by his leanness.Heath and Cameron fell in behind him, assuming the Triquetra formation that she had seen them take so many times, an unconscious werewolf move, hunters stalking their prey, and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth as she backed towards the bedroom, Rhett keeping pace with her, the distance between them precise, his eyes locked on hers.Talen closed the door behind them and strolled nonchalantly towards the kitchenette.Rhett unbuttoned his trousers, his c-ck pushing against the fly so that the teeth opened little by little with every throb. “Undress, Aislen,” he purred the words, his smirk w
Havermouth, The Present Aislen sat on the bench seat of one of the Unimogs whilst Talen and the Heath met with Rohan. There were lot of hand signals gesturing beyond the destruction of the farm and solemn expressions on their faces. When she looked up, she could see that Rhett and Cameron were busy helping to carry injured to the waiting vehicles and that the vampires and werewolf soldiers were destroying what remained of the farm’s buildings, ensuring that there was no way that the Van Helsings could return and continue to use the site. The crashing and shouting as they tore the buildings to pieces was giving Aislen a headache and she paused in her poetry writing to pinch her brows. “Here,” Bianca climbed nimbly up the Unimog’s ladder and offered Aislen a bottle of water and two pills. “Paracetamol. You’ve been sitting here rubbing at your head, so I know you’ve got a headache.” “Thanks,” Aislen took the pills and washed them back with the water. “Ah shit,” she said after she’d sw
Havermouth, The PresentRhett and Heath shifted into human form and the Triquetra threw their arms around each other and him, their hands smearing mud and blood onto each other unheeding in their relief that all four had made it through unscathed. Over Heath’s shoulder, Talen saw Morgana slip and slide through the mud, her cheeks streaked with tears as she saw them, and he held out a hand, welcoming her in, the Triquetra pulling her into the center of the embrace.It was where she belonged, Talen thought as he leaned his face into her hair and breathed the scent of his female mate into his lungs. Morgana had always been the center, the heart of their family, the piece that made the rest of them make sense together.“Everyone’s in one piece,” she pivoted slowly round the circle of her men, inspecting each for injury, smearing away blood and mud with her hands in order to make sure that they didn’t hide wounds below.“We’re fine. We are fine,” Heath laughed wetly. “Really, Aislen, we’re
Havermouth, The PresentTalen kept watch as Harry set the explosives under the last of the guns. Of all five machine gun stations, this one was the most exposed, and Talen could feel the prickle of stress sweat between his shoulder blades. They had debated leaving this one completely and hoping that the explosions from the other stations would be enough, but the Van Helsings on duty there had been called to help load a helicopter that was waiting to take off, leaving the station as an open invitation for sabotage.When Harry eased out from under the station and slunk through the shadows to Talen’s side, the relief dragged through Talen’s muscles like the heavy refractory period after sex. He was exhausted, and that terrified him as he knew that the battle was ahead. Get through it, he told himself. Win this battle, and then take your mates to the river house, as Cameron had suggested, for three days and nights of f-king and feasting upon his mates as he turned them.It would be bliss.
Havermouth, The PresentIt was one thing to ride a Unimog through town, and another to travel on one long distance for over an hour, Aislen thought grimly. She was certain that most of her bones had been shaken loose and that when she eventually did stand up, she’d collapse in a jumble of limbs like in a cartoon. She’d been trying to work on another Secret Keeper post, working in a notebook that she’d stolen from one of the desks in the bunker, but her handwriting was so shaky that she wasn’t sure she’d be able to read it afterwards.She also wasn’t sure if she was being optimistic in it’s message.However, if she wasn’t writing, then she had to focus on what was happening around her, where they were going, and the fact that they had to be getting close, and there still was no sign of Talen. Was he okay? She would know, wouldn’t she? She asked herself. If something had happened to him, she was sure that she would feel it somehow, like a wound to her heart.“He’s fine,” she said out lo
Havermouth, The PresentThe farm’s vegetable gardens had been trampled underfoot, without any care for the vegetables and fruits left unharvested, the Van Helsings having abandoned any pretence of the site being anything other than what it was – a military facility. Entrance into the farm from the main road was controlled by guards and cement roadblocks, however, away from the public side of the farm, the security relaxed. There were flood lights set at key points, but their focus was inward and in daylight, they had been turned off.One field contained neat rows of tents, and a portable shower and toilet building which was in use as Harry and Talen crept around it’s edges, someone singing an atrocious rendition of a popular love song as they showered.It made Talen pause, hearing that singer, and a fury began to burn in the pit of his stomach. The Van Helsings at this site were so at ease, so comfortable, that they sang in the shower, where he and his mates had spent nearly every mom
Havermouth, The PresentHeath woke to discover that he had slept through Talen leaving and that pissed him off as whilst he recognized the vampire’s seniority and experience, Heath was faster and stronger, and he felt that it just made sense for him to be included in the mission, and that if anyone should have been left behind, it should have been Harry.Sigrid and her Triquetra had control of the bunker by the time Heath’s Triquetra left their room with Aislen. They met briefly in the room and ran over the sparse information that Talen had given to Cameron and Rohan before his departure and to try to piece together a plan of attack with Rohan – something which was difficult as they had no idea the total size of Haven Farm, and Heath could only roughly sketch the areas that he had been admitted to when visiting Charlotte, and on the times he’d been on the escorted tour.None of the maps that they had showed property boundaries, and even Sigrid’s Triquetra’s fancy toys didn’t have any
Havermouth, The PresentTalen slipped out of the bed when the wait staff arrived in the morning, pulling on yesterday’s trousers in order to open the door and pressing his fingers to his lips to indicate that they should be quiet as they delivered the breakfast and clothing. He admired the efficiency of the bunker, despite the disruption to the leadership everything continued to run like clockwork and thanked the staff quietly as they departed.He showered quickly and dressed in the clean clothing, before creeping back out into the main living area.Cameron looked up from the table. “You’re up early.”“Shh,” Talen placed his finger on his lips as he checked to make sure that Cameron had closed the bedroom door behind him. “You should be asleep, Cameron,” he said quietly as he crossed to ruffle the werewolf alpha’s russet curls.“I smelled pancakes,” Cameron told him with a bright smile as he uncovered them. “Ahhh,” he sighed in satisfaction. “Would you just look at that? Blueberry pre
Havermouth, The PresentHeath rose from the bed as Rhett lifted Cameron’s face to his and kissed him, pushing Cameron’s hand away from his c-ck so that he could take hold of it, causing Cameron to moan into the kiss as Rhett stroked him.Talen released, Morgana’s leg, leaning over to suck on the nipple that was exposed as she lowered her knee to the mattress. He teased the tips with his teeth, knowing that the pinch of the clip would make them sensitive, and slid his hand down her stomach to rub against her clit as Heath positioned himself.“Would you like some Edison brand lube?” Rhett’s grin was wicked. He had wrapped his arm around Cameron, holding his redhaired mate by the throat, just under the jaw, and Cameron’s face was slack with pleasure as Rhett’s other hand jerked his c-ck viscously.“Hmm,” Talen laughed through his nose. “Go on then,” he encouraged them. Cameron would have time to recover from the orgasm and be good for a second round before the night was through, he predi
Havermouth, The PresentThe moment the door opened; Rhett jerked Aislen to face him, his eyes intense. “Play time,” he growled his wolf shading the amber of his irises with an oily sheen of green and gold. He pulled her top up and off her without breaking their gazes, and then lifted his own top up slowly in a delicious display of tattooed skin and muscle made more striking by his leanness.Heath and Cameron fell in behind him, assuming the Triquetra formation that she had seen them take so many times, an unconscious werewolf move, hunters stalking their prey, and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth as she backed towards the bedroom, Rhett keeping pace with her, the distance between them precise, his eyes locked on hers.Talen closed the door behind them and strolled nonchalantly towards the kitchenette.Rhett unbuttoned his trousers, his c-ck pushing against the fly so that the teeth opened little by little with every throb. “Undress, Aislen,” he purred the words, his smirk w