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The Pack's Rebels Besafora and Gera
Present Time“Umm,” Toby leaned in the door. “There are birds leaving really weird stuff in the courtyard at the rear of the warehouse and these people back here don’t want to touch any of it as they say it’s spell components.”“Hmm,” Meguitte touched Bianca’s forehead. “She will be fine for a moment,” she decided and slid past Toby into the bowels of the warehouse.Toby lingered, his eyes going from Bianca to Aislen. “Is she okay?” He wondered.“I hope so,” Aislen sighed heavily and stood up, stretching out cramped back muscles. The stools around the benches weren’t designed for comfort, but she supposed their normal use didn’t involve sitting on them for hours and watching someone sleep.“So…” He said looking around at the windows. “This place isn’t very defensible. I’m also not entirely sure how much light escapes through these windows at night.”“Cameron’s dad chose the warehouses. He’s pretty smart. I’m sure that he checked for that.”“We’ll see,” he walked over to the glass and
The Pack's Rebels Tea With Verina
Present TimeThe creak of the door seemed to echo through the warehouse. It felt dead within where it had been feeling like an overcrowded dormitory. “Hello?” Aislen called out, her voice too loud for the quiet.“F-k,” she muttered as she stepped in and closed the door behind her. Not that it had been great before, but they had really trashed the place, she thought as she moved through the reception. There were chalk marks from the witches' circles on the floor, paper had been peeled from the windows, the stretcher from the ambulance had been shoved back against the wall, and she’d created a skylight in the floor...She kicked around debris as she walked past the abandoned offices, bits and pieces stolen from the MegaStore and left behind when everyone had moved, crumpled rubbish, and empty packaging.The air stank like cat food and musty laundry.The door into the zombie chamber was gone. She stood there for a moment with her mouth open as her brain tried to catch up with what she wa
The Pack's Rebels The Secret Keeper
Havermouth, Present Time“Where did Aaron go?” Cameron asked suddenly. There had been so much happening that it hadn’t been until they were two streets away that he realized that he hadn’t seen the warlock since the butcher and his apprentices had exploded out of their shop to fight the Van Helsings.“F-k,” Rhett looked around as if expecting to see the warlock hiding in the back. “Did we leave him behind?”“No, he ran away,” Connery said, mildly. “I saw him take off back the way we went.”“Seriously?” Cameron’s jaw dropped. “What a coward. I just don’t like the guy,” he added meeting Talen’s eyes in the rear-view mirror. “I don’t like how he looks at Aislen, the way he talks, and… I don’t like him.”“Noted,” Talen nodded grimly. “You are not alone there,” he said as he pulled off down a dead-end street and parked. “I had an encounter with a witch in Rideten that made no sense to me,” he said as he got out of the car. “But, I suspect from things that Morgana has said off and on, that
The Pack's Rebels The Spell Trap
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen picked her way over the sleeping bodies and stood at the door, pressing her ear against the flaking paint. Muffled by the ward and wood, she heard male voices, calling out “Clear!” to each other from the other side and the creak of the stairs as they made their way up to the other level. “The Van Helsings?” Verina pressed up against the wood beside her, their eyes lifting to the ceiling as they both held their breaths, listening intently as the footsteps creaked overhead, drifting dust down from the cracking plasterwork, before returning down the stairs.“There’s no one up there. Place looks abandoned.”“Something is odd. There were at least a dozen people here. There was a door around here somewhere, too,” a familiar man’s voice replied from the other side of the door. August Mason himself, Aislen thought wryly. She imagined that she could hear the rasp of his palm against the wood as he searched for it. “F-k! This wall just zapped me!”“Faulty wirin
The Pack's Rebels The Bunker
Havermouth, Present TimeTalen followed the big alpha through a door into a cement lined corridor, walking close enough that the werewolf had to feel his breath warm against the back of his neck. His investigation into the death of Patrick Carter had been shelved due to the flood and resulting drama, but he had not forgotten, and the opportunity had so conveniently fallen into his lap that he could not resist but to pursue it.It also enabled him to see more of the underground compound that the werewolves had built. There had been two doors close together, and from what he had seen through the other door, he suspected that one way was used by those higher ranking in the pack, and probably lead into more opulent accommodation, from the rich carpet, art-work on the walls, and ambient lighting.The door that they had taken had led into a serviceable corridor, unpainted bare cement walls and floor, and harsh, energy efficient lighting that made his eyes water. The corridor branched off at
The Pack's Rebels Sigrid and Harry
Havermouth, Present TimeSigrid returned from her shower to a room of petulant and sulking men. From the way Dan pouted on the bed next to Tom whilst Greg was strapping on his weapons near the window, it was not hard to determine who had come out as the winner of the argument.“If you are ready?” She arched an eyebrow at Greg.He straightened. “I am ready.”“Hmm,” she walked over to the bed and leaned down to brush her lips over Tom, who caught hold of her waist, lifting his head into the kiss, his tongue stealing between her lips and teasing hers before he released her, sinking down with a wicked grin.“Think of me,” he purred.Sigrid laughed under her breath. Dan rolled to his knees and cupped her face, kissing her over Tom, his kiss sweeter. “Keep the idiot safe,” he said barely audibly as he released her and flopped back onto the bed.She inclined her head slightly and walked to the door, with Greg behind her. At the top of the stairs, she paused, bracing a hand on the doorframe t
The Pack's Rebels Hostages and Head Jobs
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen strutted across to her warehouse with an extra bounce in her step. “I could drink an entire bottle of champagne,” she told Meguitte cheerfully. “Take that August. We’re going to have to let him go at some point, of course, but we’ll let them brew there in their little circle until the big boys come home, and let August explain himself to Talen,” she grinned widely.In the kitchen, Meguitte checked on Bianca, and Toby returned the knives to the drawers.“You did good, Toby,” Aislen told him as she slid onto a stool.“Umm, thanks,” he colored. “I’ll get back to it then. I’m going to make a run to the MegaStore with a couple of vampires…” He closed his eyes on a grimace. “I can’t believe that sentence just came out of my mouth,” he said under his breath and drew in a deep breath before releasing it and opening his eyes. “The MegaStore stocks a lot of camping supplies… I’m really surprised that you guys haven’t prepped better. There are things in there like
The Pack's Rebels Sigrid and Greg Go Shopping
Havermouth, Present TimeMeguitte’s mate was the Van Helsings’ torturer Sparrow. Sigrid strode along the street, the skirt of her dress snapping around her legs, and her hair blowing around her face, whilst her mind tossed over frantically all the complications involved with that revelation.“Sigrid,” Greg caught at her hand tugging her back and she paused to glance at him. He was slightly out of breath. “Not all of us are vampires.”“Apologies,” she was flustered realizing that she had been so preoccupied with Harry’s revelations about Meguitte that, lost in her thoughts, she had been walking at a pace that was a slow jog for humans.“It’s fine,” he assured her, keeping hold of her hand as they continued the stroll. The houses had dropped back, and the roads widened in this section of the town. “I understand that it was very upsetting news. You were speaking of Meguitte before…”“Yes,” she said softly. “Meguitte’s story seems to be that of an eternal tragedy. I wish it were otherwise
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The Pack's Rebels Home
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
The Pack's Rebels Freedom
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
The Pack's Rebels To The King
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.
The Pack's Rebels SpellCasting
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
The Pack's Rebels The Shed
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
The Pack's Rebels It’s Time
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
The Pack's Rebels Harry and Talen Leave to Spy
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
The Pack's Rebels Sticky, Sweaty, and covered in Cum
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
The Pack's Rebels Bunker, Sex Puppies
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
