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The Pack's Triquetra Bath Time With Rhett
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeCameron groaned and tossed his math book across the room. “F-k,” he banged the back of his head against the wall. The light was beginning to go, and he couldn’t focus on his books after spending most of the day f-king, but they were skipping a lot of classes, and if he didn’t keep up to date on the projects, his teachers would begin to complain.He checked out the window hoping that Heath would magically appear, although there hadn’t been enough time for him to drop Aislen home and pick up food. Heath would help Cameron get the math done though he’d give Cameron shit about not listening to the teacher.He picked up the English book instead. He should have read it with Aislen, he thought. They were in the same class, after all. “F-k.” He rolled to his feet taking his book with him and padded down the hall to the bathroom.The door released steam when he opened it, and the scent of the bath salts that Rhett liked. Rhett had lit all the candles in the room a
The Pack's Triquetra Don't Let Me Down
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeHeath sat in the driver’s seat of his car and assembled the chastity belt and vibrator. “F-k,” he murmured as he worked out how to buckle the pieces together. It would spoil the effect if he fumbled, he needed to be confident with how it operated, with how each piece went together, before he clicked the lock shut.He was f-king hard imagining it on Aislen.He blew out a breath as he finished the assembly, confident that he knew how it went on, his mind going to how to get her to put it on. Control her, his father had demanded. The weight of that conversation was heavy on Heath’s shoulders. No one had stated what would happen if Heath failed, but he knew it.Aislen would disappear. The pack would make her disappear. Maybe they would kill her, or maybe they’d pay to transfer her family to another country, to somewhere else… somewhere beyond the Triquetra’s reach. If Heath did not control her, the pack would take her away.They didn’t know, he told himself i
The Pack's Triquetra Bad Dreams
Havermouth, Present TimeHe watched from the trees…The girl glanced over her shoulder. She could feel eyes on her, although she couldn’t find any evidence of it. Her eyes searched the trees and found nothing to justify her suspicion. She unbound the cap that held the rope of her hair tight to her head. A woman’s true beauty, these humans seemed to want to hide it under pin and cloth, like they hid so much of their nature.Suppression, repression, denial, and accusation.She unravelled the silken skein of her hair, the golden tint of it gleaming in the darkening day as she waded into the river. She wore a chemise – like any maiden of her age and time, she would never entirely bare her skin, even when she was alone… as far as she knew.The cloth, however, was fine enough to cling to curve and hollow as it sapped up the moisture of the water, leaving nothing to the imagination, pasting transparently to the cup of breast, the rose of nipple, the round of stomach…He watched, entranced, a
The Pack's Triquetra Cameron's Perfection
Havermouth, Present Time“Is it?” Aislen grinned and pressed a kiss to Talen’s chest before rolling suddenly to cover Cameron, startling him as she straddled him and began to press kisses to his face. He kept his eyes closed and grinned, delighting in her playful affection, his heart swelling with joy as he closed his hands on her hips and stroked up exploring the smooth, curved texture of her as she trailed her hair over his face.He opened his eyes, unable to resist but to look at her and she grinned from within the wild cloud of her hair, before leaning down to kiss his nose. She met his eyes, her hands on his chest, and rubbed the tip of her nose against his. “I love you,” she whispered.“I love you too,” he replied, and wrapped his arms around her, crushing her to him. She kissed his neck, sucking a hickey into being, before teasing his earlobe with her tongue.“I am going to make love to you, Cameron,” she whispered into his ear. “I am going to kiss every inch of you.”“Oh god,”
The Pack's Triquetra Cameron's Decision
Havermouth, Present Time“I’m going to come out,” Cameron said softly stroking his fingers through Talen’s hair as the vampire drank from him. Talen moaned, reaching between them to grip his c-ck, the hot spill of his come on Cameron’s stomach adding to the slime of Cameron’s own that was cooling there. Cameron kissed Talen’s shoulder and felt the stroke of the vampire’s tongue over his skin, cleaning, and healing. “I am going to tell my dad. If you have a problem with it, Rhett, Heath, then I will just say about Talen… But I’d prefer to say about us all.”“F-king finally,” Rhett reached out and took his hand, turning his head to look at him. “I’ve wanted to come out for years. I just about did the other day, to Jace,” he added. “Thought I didn’t say about you and Heath…”“Heath?” Cameron asked.Heath rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling a muscle working in the corner of his jaw. “I’m not going to stop you from coming out to your dad, Cam,” he said finally.“But…” Aislen put
The Pack's Triquetra Coming Out
Havermouth, Present TimeHeath cried out as he came, angling his last thrusts against Cameron’s prostate, tipping him over the edge. Cameron felt the slight burn as he came, reminding him of how well Talen had f-ked him with the sounding rods the night before. His come struck in warm splatters over his stomach and Heath collapsed into it, smearing it between them.“I have so much come on me,” Cameron laughed under his breath.“F-k,” Heath groaned. “We’ve f-ked so much recently, I have pulled a muscle in my back.” Cameron reached around and rubbed over Heath’s shoulders until his mate groaned. “Oh, yeah, there. Hmm, that’s good, thanks,” his lips tickled Cameron’s neck as he spoke. “I’ll do a workout and soak it out properly a bit later. So… How are you going to tell your dad?”“I tell him in person,” Cameron decided. “I should go check on him anyway.”“Did you want me to come?”Cameron was touched by the offer. He brushed a kiss into Heath’s hair. “Thanks, but nah, I’ll do it by mysel
The Pack's Triquetra The Couch
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRohan was talking but Heath barely heard the words, smiling and nodding on automatic pilot as he sat on the knoll for recess. He chewed on his apple in order to cover for the fact that he wasn’t contributing to the conversation, but it wouldn’t have mattered to Rohan anyway. The other alpha only ever heard his own voice.Heath couldn’t see Aislen amongst the students seeking their habitual break spots. His finger hovered on the remote until he saw her hurry out of the building, her eyes meeting his and her expression anxious.He felt the thrill of success. “Good girl,” he said under his breath to himself as she threaded her way through the crowds to where he sat, sitting directly between his knees. As he put his arm around her, he could feel that she was shaking.His attention was dragged from Aislen to where Rhett and Cameron guided the three she-wolves towards them. One of the she-wolves was flirting with Cameron who was enjoying the attention, and the
The Pack's Triquetra Where was Aislen?
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeAll three were stoned and stinking of sex, Heath thought, as they staggered back into the school and made for the grassy knoll. They polished off the contents of their packed lunches, trading between them what each other liked, whilst they waited for the bell to go.With their trust funds officially released into their control on their eighteenth birthdays and supplemented by generous allowances from their parents, most of the werewolf teenagers had the ability to buy their meals, either from the school cafeteria or by driving into town and stopping by one of the cafes. The Triquetra did when they had stayed at the river house the night before, which was becoming more and more frequent, but packed lunches were more convenient.The werewolf mothers went to extreme efforts to make their teenager’s packed lunches stand out – Rohan’s mother sent him with rice shaped like animals and detailed with contrasting black rice grains, Lillian’s lunch box contained fr
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The Pack's Triquetra Epidemic
Havermouth, Present Time Talen and Aislen were quickly called to a stop as they approached the busy area directly in front of the town hall. The police and the firies were packing up, she noticed, frowning, and none of them looked happy about it. “We are encouraging civilians to stay in their residences and off the streets,” a stern voiced soldier told Aislen and Talen disapprovingly. “There are many hazards left after the storm, and our men need free access to clear the roads of debris and make repairs.” Aislen swallowed back the words that she wanted to say, and instead smiled sweetly. “We’re from Boyston’s coffee shop,” she lied showing him the box that she held. “Making a delivery. Cakes and slices that are going stale, to help fuel the forces here. They’re free,” she added with a bright smile. “See, that’s our coffee van, over there,” she nodded with her chin. “Oh,” he was non-plussed, looking over his shoulder at the van, and then back at the box that she held. “Let me look,”
The Pack's Triquetra Betrayal
Havermouth, Two Years Before“Aislen Carter graduated from Rideten School of Art with honors on the eleventh of the month, and vacated her school accommodation four days later,” the PI’s report stated blandly the words that sent icy shards of fear and horror through Heath’s soul.“Her vehicle was placed for sale at North Rideten Car Sales one week prior and sold on the fifteenth with deposits made into bank accounts that were, in turn, closed on the twentieth. We have seen this sort of behavior before, in victims of domestic violence, where the subject is escaping an abusive spouse through the help of an organization. It is our companies ethical position not to pursue such cases further.”“Sure,” Heath snarled at the email. “But you f-king charged me the full price.”He was tempted to throw the laptop against the wall in his frustration, but he gripped the table edge instead and blew out his breath, controlling the anger, turning the heat to ice, and focusing on the house around him t
The Pack's Triquetra Atrophy
Havermouth, Two Years Before The Rideten night club was overflowing with patrons, and Heath had to fight for the standing table where he could look out across the dance floor and keep an eye on Rhett, who was having a fantastic time with his co-workers celebrating the end of his apprenticeship and the purchase of his own shop in Havermouth. It was the happiest that Heath had seen him in a long time, and that thought pained him, but did not surprise him. The Triquetra pretended well, most of the time, however the waiting was slowly tearing them apart. They were spending less time together at the river house, and it often felt more like they were house mates than mates, as they rarely even shared a meal let alone a bed. Cameron was spending more and more time on the land now that he had graduated university, Rhett had thrown himself into getting as much experience as he could before starting his own shop, and Heath was working part time at the law firm he had purchased in Havermouth i
The Pack's Triquetra Charlotte's Pregnant
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeThe little Redbank tattoo parlour that had agreed to take him as an apprentice had many things that Rhett liked, and many that he didn’t. The shop was tiny, with a staircase to the second level which was so steep that it kicked in Rhett’s phobia about heights, and, whilst the workstations were brightly lit for the purpose of the artists, everywhere else was shadowy and pokey. The little kitchen could only fit one person at a time, and the toilet was so narrow that cleaning it (which was one of Rhett’s duties as an apprentice) was a bit like performing yoga in a box.Mostly he divided his time between manning the reception desk, doing clean-up of the workstations, and making drinks for the artists and customers, but on the slow days, the artists would take turns working with his sketches, and he would sit with his pants around his ankles on one of the chairs and practise on himself, upside down.If he produced a decent piece, one of the other artists, Matt
The Pack's Triquetra The Phone Call
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeHeath left the final class of the year feeling as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. Just the exams left to do, and high school would be a thing of the past. He paused for a moment, his eyes adjusting from the artificial light of the classroom and his body to movement after two intense hours of mental activity as the teacher had taken the opportunity to run them through a practice exam.Cameron’s bright hair caught the sunlight over the heads of other students moving out into freedom. “Hey!” Cameron grinned as he headed over. “It’s done! We are free!”“Until exams,” Heath corrected. “And, then the pre-reading for university.”“Ugh,” Cameron’s groan of disgust was throaty. “Let me have at least today to enjoy the end of classes without filling my head up with more useless knowledge.”Heath slung his arm around Cameron’s shoulders. “Will you miss school?”“Nope,” Cameron leaned into Heath. “You?”“Nope,” Heath agreed. He gave Cameron’s shoulders
The Pack's Triquetra She Will Come Back
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeCameron’s dreams were filled with chasing Aislen through the fields. He could see her just ahead of him, her dark hair bouncing with the motion of her run, the weeds catching on the skirt of her dress and dragging long scratches along her legs that she didn’t seem to notice. “Aislen!” He cried out. “Slow down!”He woke with a start to the echoes of his own voice. It wasn’t yet midnight and he was alone in bed. He pressed his face into the pillows, breathing in, seeking the scent of Rhett and Heath from the fabric, but it had been too long since they’d slept there, and the scent had faded beneath his own.He couldn’t remember ever having fought with either of them. It left him feeling off-balance, and unwell. He’d thrown himself into working the farm with his dad, trying to distract himself from the anguish of it. Jules hadn’t questioned why Cameron wasn’t going to school, studying, or spending time with the other two members of the Triquetra, although Cam
The Pack's Triquetra Falling Apart
Havermouth, Five Years Prior“I can’t go home - things are too bad with dad and he seems to be hanging around more than ever, and things are f-ked up with Aislen at home too, so I was thinking that Aislen and I could stay at the river house for a few days until we all find somewhere to rent in Havermouth. If we all go in to Aislen’s we can get her packed and out of there before her parents can do anything about it, right?” Rhett suggested, twisting in his seat to look from Heath to Cameron.“Sure,” Cameron leaned forward and gripped the front seats. “We can all stay at the river house. It will be fun.”“Exams next week,” Heath said softly, his heart sinking. “We should study more. But, sure, a few days at the river house won’t hurt. We can study during the daytime whilst there’s light.” What day would they take Aislen away, he wondered. Did she know that she was going to Rideten? Had that been why her suitcases had been under the bed?“Speak for yourself,” Rhett snorted. “I’m not f-ki
The Pack's Triquetra Losing Aislen
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeAs dawn pinked the sky, Cameron scuffed the toe of his shoe through the dust that was all that remained of the grass where cows had been killed. Now that he knew what caused these patches, whenever he was by the river, his eyes were peeled for them, and he was surprised by how many there were – patches where nothing seemed to grow, which he’d always accepted as just being randomly barren spots because he’d grown up with their occurrence.“Don’t play in the dust,” Jules reprimanded as he returned to the Ute.“Why?” Cameron wondered. “It’s just dirt, dad.”“It’s still dead. I don’t trust it until it grows green again.”It made sense that Jules would think that way, Cameron thought stepping away from the patch. Jules' relationship to the land was other level, as Jules’ father and grandfather had been before him. Cameron loved the farm. He loved and respected the land, the river house, and the work. He couldn’t imagine doing anything else with his life, but h
The Pack's Triquetra Dr James' Surprise
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeHeath fed some twigs into the ashes of the firepit knowing that below the layer of ash, there was enough heat to get the fire going again. They’d be grateful in the morning when they went to make coffee and breakfast if there were still hot coals, so he’d get the fire going again whilst Rhett got his drunk on, and then the three of them would go to bed, f-k it out, and get some sleep, he decided.Rhett winced his way through a swig of whiskey, drinking to the side of his mouth away from the piercing and then deliberately swishing the whiskey over the wound, using it as a disinfectant, the action betraying how much it was paining him and his concern over the damage. He met Heath’s eye and gave a little rueful shrug – there wasn’t much that he could do other than hope that it healed alright.Heath took the whiskey bottle from him and took a swig before returning it and leaning over to throw some logs onto the firepit as the kindling leapt into flame. “I got
