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The Pack's Rebels The Evacuation Begins
Concordia, Six Hundred and Eighty Years Before“Well, that was a long shoe destroying walk for nothing,” Harry grumbled as they began their descent down the mountain.“It was not for nothing,” Thaelen replied grimly. “We know that there is no help to be had from the temple, and that they have closed their doors and taken drastic steps because they believe there is no hope. We will heed Delwyn’s advice and concentrate on evacuation and not defence or attack.”“Thaelen,” Harry began, but broke off, lifting his head. “Do you hear that?”“Yes,” Thaelen growled through his teeth. “I do.”The distant mechanical roar echoed through the mountains, distorted by the rock so that it was impossible to pinpoint the direction from which it came until it passed overhead so close that Harithen’s arm shot out, grasping hold of Thaelen’s wrist, as he stared up in aghast horror and terror.“They are not here for us, Harry,” Thaelen had to yell to be heard over the engine of the device. “Two vampires are
The Pack's Rebels Time to Flee
Concordia, Six Hundred and Eighty Years BeforeThaelen watched as the ships tied up to the dock. “Five,” he said with satisfaction. One of the vessels was Captain Ruther’s ship, returning for a second load of passengers. “As soon as they dock, have the water and food ready to load,” he gestured to the vampires waiting nearby with the supplies. “As soon as that’s stowed, we’ll begin loading the passengers and get these ships back out…” He trailed off as a woman walked down the gangplank.“Meguitte!” He cried out. “Meguitte!”Her face lit as she saw him, and she ran the distance between to embrace him. “Oh, Thaelen,” she mourned. “What have they done to our beautiful home?”Thaelen released her and looked to the sky. “Your sparrows?” He asked.“Mmm?” She glanced over her shoulder following his gaze. “I did not bring them, Thaelen,” she told him. “They would attract too much attention.” She did not meet his gaze. She feared bringing them into a warzone, he realized, and could not blame h
The Pack's Rebels Saving Abigail
Havermouth, Present TimeSigrid woke to hands stroking over her skin, following the curve of her spine to her arse, before returning up. She was naked, her face pressed tightly into Tom’s chest, his heartbeat steady under her palm. Outside of the room, she could hear Greg thanking someone, and the rattle of metal and China. A delivery of some sort. Food, she realized.Tom was interested in sating another sort of hunger from the throb of his c-ck against her and she smiled in amusement. They were such horny werewolves. She slid her hand down his stomach, feeling the rises and dips of his stomach muscles as he tensed them in reaction, and the change in the pattern of his breathing.“Mmm,” was moaned deep in his throat as she clenched her fist around him.She kept her eyes closed as she pressed her lips to his chest in a kiss, before tasting him with the tip of her tongue, savoring the salt of his skin. She loosened her grip on his c-ck, rubbing her palm over the soft skin, feeling the r
The Pack's Rebels Honey and Flies
Havermouth, Present Time“Sit still as statues whilst we have our chat,” Aislen watched as the werewolves expressions changed to alarm under the realization that they were prisoners of their own bodies and incapable of moving or speaking of their own free will.“Yeah,” she smirked. “I’m not a witch,” she told them. “I’m your worst nightmare. A hormonal, tired pregnant woman with the ability to control your minds, who is really, really pissed off with you. Like REALLY pissed off,” she walked around the table to pull the breakfast trays and coffee towards her end of the table, popping the croissants and egg and bacon muffins onto plates before setting them next to the empty chairs.“Sit down and eat something,” she told her men. “We’re going to have a good chat with the big wolves now, so we might as well get comfy.”“What the f-k?” Rohan demanded of Heath in confusion. “Can they really not talk or move?”“Nope,” Ailsen helped herself to a croissant.Rhett leaned over the table to pour
The Pack's Rebels Come With Me
Havermouth, Present TimeThere was a chaos of activity in the morning that woke Meguitte. She woke gritty eyed and dry mouthed, and stared at the table before her blankly before recalling where she was.After the drama of the werewolf attack and rejecting Logan, she had created a spell circle in the warehouse where Tyler and the other vampires were staying and assumed that Samuel had escorted Logan over as she’d felt the magic activate once he was within it.She hadn’t supervised the transfer, too raw and ragged from the rejection, and, instead, had returned to her warehouse and crawled back into Connery’s bedding to cry herself to sleep.She staggered down the stairs in search of the source of the noise, just in time to see Harry and Jules leading the witches and some of the vampires out of the war room. Harry, seeing her, paused, letting the people flow around them until they were alone.“Meguitte,” they said gently cupping her cheek in the palm of their big hand. “You look like shi
The Pack's Rebels Are You With Me?
Havermouth, Present TimeCameron stood against the wall and watched as Talen and Aislen supervised Phillip’s announcements whilst Heath and Rhett escorted the council members to their rooms. He should help, he thought, but it was a bit intimidating, and no one seemed to need him.“I believe I am free to go?” Connery joined him at the wall, his eyes on the doorway and the two hefty guards that still blocked it. “I don’t want to be here any longer than necessary. Already I’ve left Meguitte alone for too long. She is… somewhat in need of morale support.”“I guess so,” Cameron was dubious, his eyes returning to his mates. Heath and Rhett had returned. “Ten more minutes won’t hurt though, right? Everyone’s pretty busy…”The door opened and Rohan entered looking flustered, before taking the hallway down towards the brig. “Come on,” Cameron pushed away from the wall. “Let’s go see what’s going on?” He led the way across the room and into the hallway, a little thrilled that no one tried to st
The Pack's Rebels Second Chances
Havermouth, Present Time“Come with me,” wasn’t an invitation. Logan took hold of Meguitte’s hand and pulled her towards him. He cupped her face with his other hand and smiled. “That’s better. We will discuss the other nonsense together when we’re back at base,” he told her.“Let’s go,” he released her cheek and strode towards the front of the warehouse, tugging Meguitte along behind him. Lark kept the gun trained on her as the trio of witches fell in behind them, her expression, when Meguitte glanced back at her, grim and pointed - if Meguitte made a move, Lark would shoot her.“To the left, Sparrow,” Dove told him breathlessly.“Thank you, Robyn,” he replied. “How are your injuries?” He added absently as he took the hallway towards the still open side door. “And where is your top?”“They’re getting better,” Dove told him. “I can move my fingers again. Phoenix threw a pot of spell-liquid on Robyn, and she used my top to wipe it off.”“Spell liquid?” Logan glanced down at Meguitte. “W
The Pack's Rebels Together, or Not At All
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen searched her own eyes as she brushed her teeth. Holy f-k, she thought. She’d taken control of an entire roomful of werewolves and taken over a bunker. She spat into the sink. “Holy f-k,” she repeated aloud. “What the f-k are you doing, Aislen?” She asked her reflection.She was still shaking her head and muttering to herself as she stepped out of the bathroom and found Talen waiting for her, sitting casually at the table, his elbow and forearm resting on the wood, and his eyes on her.She paused for a moment automatically. He was so goddamned big, she thought. All her men were tall and muscled, but Talen other levelled it, to the point that the seat that he sat on seemed delicate and small. His thighs stretched the fabric of the cargo pants that he wore to its tolerance, and the knit top was almost indecently skin-tight. She could make out his nipple piercings through the cloth.He’d washed his hair that morning and as a result the ponytail was neat and
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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
