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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
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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
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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
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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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Havermouth, Present TimeConnery’s hand stroked a slow line up and down Meguitte’s back. His heartbeat under her cheek and the steady rise and fall of his chest had almost lulled her into a sleep. They had made love three times, intensely greedy lovemaking, exploring and tasting each other, growing bolder each time, discovering the way to touch each other.Just thinking of the sound of his moans at the height of pleasure made her body ache. His c-ck was still within her, and had not softened, and it felt good to be full of him, for him to be simply within her in such a way, just as it felt good to lay over him with his hands tracing the patterns of the scars on her back.“We have lived very full lives, Meguitte,” he said softly. “And there have been many dark moments in them.”“Yes,” her fingers traced the circle of his nipple. “You are wondering about the scars?”“No,” he rolled, taking her under him, and she moaned as the motion rocked his c-ck within her. “I have made it my busines
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