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The Pack's Rebels The Big Bad Wolf
Havermouth, Present TimeWho’s afraid of the big bad wolf?These little piggies came to our town,Thinking that they could push us around,But we won’t let them get us down,And it’s time we stood our ground.Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?They should be.Are you with me?The Secret Keeper“I’m not entirely sure that I approve,” Heath sighed as he returned the paper to Aislen.“If you say one snarky thing about my poetry, I’ll get Bianca to hex you so that blood tastes like tuna,” Aislen cautioned him darkly.“You’re encouraging the pack to expose themselves, to risk their lives,” he replied tightly. “Doing what precisely?”“I don’t know,” Aislen was frustrated. “Do I have to think of everything? Can’t the pack do something useful for a change, rather than just be narcissistic arseholes?” She was pissed off, she admitted. Pissed off to find out that August and the pack hierarchy were comfortably ensconced in a bunker just outside of the main street of town, with power, chefs, and e
The Pack's Rebels Liquid Fire
Havermouth, Present TimeTom’s fingers clenched in the bedclothes. His injuries and position below them reduced him to passenger in the f-king but she did not think that he minded from the expression on his face. Her legs were wrapped around Greg’s waist and his hands palmed her arse, and Dan’s arms were around them both. She could feel the sweat building between their tightly pressed skin as both werewolves thrusted.“F-k,” she cried out, letting the back of her head drop against Dan’s shoulder and Dan took advantage of her mouth being near to his and pressed wet open-mouthed, breathless kisses against the corner of her lips.Greg bowed his head resting his forehead in the hollow between her chin and chest, his breath teasing her nipples as he groaned.The stretch of c-cks within her was overwhelming, their thrust not quite in rhythm creating a friction against her g-spot, whilst Dan’s grip on Greg pressed the lead alpha’s public bone tightly to her clit, every rock of his hips pushi
The Pack's Rebels Pancakes
Havermouth, Present TimeThe witches’ warehouse was glossily modern from the exterior with a front that was mainly glass. Inside, the reception was an industrial style kitchen with several workstations and benches, shelves with utensils Aislen wasn’t even sure the function of, and potted herbs hanging everywhere.“What the f-k is with this?” She marvelled looking around.“They do cooking classes here,” Bianca told her and saw her blank look. “You know, date night cooking classes. You come with your special other and make sushi, or dumplings, drink some sake or a wine sampler… It’s romantic. And the hosts get to plug their products which they store in the back.”“Get in car. And. Go. Aislen Carter. Help me,” Toby had been sitting at one of the kitchen benches and rose to his feet, bracing a hand on the tabletop.“Are those… pancakes?” Aislen’s eyes widened.“With maple syrup,” Bianca told her. “They’re a little burnt and rubbery, as I don’t have the whole cooking over coal thing down,
The Pack's Rebels Redemption and Sparrows
Havermouth, Present TimeThaelen did not trust her. It hurt, but Meguitte also accepted that she had broken his trust and that she had to earn it back. She leaned against the window watching as Thaelen and his werewolf mates crossed to the other warehouse. Before he had evicted her from the discussion, she had heard enough to understand that their intentions were to fight back against the Van Helsings.To fight back against Logan.She did not want Logan harmed, she admitted to herself. He was her mate. Her love for him conflicted with her anger at him, her need to be with him against her knowledge that he was not good for her. She could help him, she decided, in a way that would not further betray Thaelen, and would, in fact, assist him.She could cure Logan of his Lycanism.She would need spell components to do so, however. She took the stairs down and paused by the door of the main chamber when she heard Connery’s voice within.“I will need some things,” Connery said in an echo of h
The Pack's Rebels Samantha
Havermouth, Present Time“I am not stripping naked in front of him,” Aislen crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head.Toby raised an eyebrow. “Car and go,” he said with emphasis.“Don’t you start,” she told him warningly. “I quite like the fact that you’re limited to only a few words, as I think if you were free to speak more, you’d be an absolute pain in the arse.”“Aislen Carter,” he spread his hands palms up. “Help me.”Bianca looked between them. “Anyone want to let me into this private conversation?”“Toby and I…” Aislen rolled her eyes.“Holy shit,” Bianca’s jaw dropped.“Years ago,” Aislen qualified. “Before we met.”“Oh,” Bianca’s face underwent a thought process. “Could he be…?”“No,” Aislen said firmly holding up a finger. “We’re not even going to put that thought into words, okay, B? Don’t do it. That doesn’t need to be a conversation.”“Aislen Carter?” Toby asked.Bianca and Aislen both turned to look at him. He looked between them perplexed by their scrutiny. “H
The Pack's Rebels When Spells Go Wrong
Havermouth, Present Time“Well,” Bianca cleared her throat and pressed her fingers to her eyes. She was crying too, Aislen realized. “Something worked. I think Toby is back to normal.”“Yeah,” Toby agreed softly. “I am.”“What now?” Aislen asked him. “We can’t let you go back to the Van Helsings, you know that don’t you?”“It sort of wasn’t in my plans to go back,” he told her. “I wouldn’t exactly be welcomed with open arms. I set you free, along with all the people that they’d captured and caged, and I shot a few people. I’m pretty sure that Sparrow would have fun cutting small strips out of me and I’m not keen to let that happen. So, yeah, not exactly sure what to do now,” he looked around them. “I guess… I’m changing sides.”Aislen wasn’t entirely sure whether they’d welcome him in, or be able to completely trust him, but as long as he stayed with the witches in the warehouse, she couldn’t imagine what sort of trouble he could get into. “Alright,” she said slowly. “You can stay her
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Havermouth, Present TimeThe moment Aislen broke the circle, Talen was on his knees beside them, biting open his wrist and placing it over Bianca’s mouth, the blood smearing over her cheek and the burn upon it.Meguitte, Connery, Harry and Jules ran in from outside, responding to either the screams or the energy of the magic, Aislen did not know.“Put her on one of the benches!” Meguitte ordered with authority and Talen lifted her with one arm whilst keeping his wrist in place. As soon as Bianca was on the bench top, Meguitte tore open her shirt, following the burn trail to the source of the strike over Bianca’s heart. She held her hands over the point and began chanting in a language that spoke to Aislen of antiquity, the tones familiar and yet foreign, the rhythm of its delivery wildly musical, and the power behind it raising the hair on Aislen’s skin.Bianca’s erratic breathing slowed and eased into something like sleep.Talen licked his wound closed. “Her heart has steadied.”He s
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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
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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
