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The Pack's Triquetra The Bodies
Havermouth, Present TimeInside the tent was a press of police officers in neon safety vests and bright blue gloves taking photos and filling out forms in a very busy manner. One of the officers, a man a couple of years younger than Aislen and Triquetra, was just holding onto his composure, tears tracking down his face, but his expression set.There was a row of bodies, covered by cloth, and a smell… Something murky and dark, like wet, rotting soil overturned by a gardening fork, or the roots of a tree immersed for generations into river water, that made Aislen think of caves and graves. “So many,” Cameron murmured, shocked.“Over here,” Heath led them through the police and other officials, around the edges of the bodies. Some of them were smaller than others, and Aislen shook her head and averted her eyes. Talen took her hand, and placed a hand on Cameron’s shoulder, offering them both his support.“Thanks Iris,” Heath said to the policewoman who waited by a body.She looked at A
The Pack's Triquetra The Weight of Expectation
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeIt was a showroom, not a home, Heath thought as he waited for the kettle to boil, his eyes travelling the kitchen and living room. Not a thing out of place, everything picture-perfect, the couch cushions fluffed, the surfaces bare and wiped clean, the framed family photos hiding the truth behind bright, fake smiles.If Charlie woke to less than perfection, Amanda would suffer for it, so whenever Heath was up before his parents, he spent a few minutes doing what he could to save his mother from his father’s temper.There were stargazer lilies in a vase on the table, the blooms perfectly open. As he watched, the orange dust from a stamen drifted down to the table. “F-k,” he hissed out his breath in annoyance as he took a cloth over. He trimmed the stamens from the blooms with his fingernail, wiping the table clear before taking the debris and putting it into the bin and washing the stain from his skin.Satisfied with the room, he sliced a banana and added a
The Pack's Triquetra How It Has To Be
Havermouth, Five Years Before “His dad had words with him,” Rhett said under his breath to Cameron as they dashed through the rain to the Ute. “Ah, f-k,” Cameron grimaced. “Well, we’ll go the river house and f-k the bad mood out of him.” “That’s the spirit,” Rhett laughed and shook the water from himself as Cameron opened the Ute’s door. “I f-king hate the rain.” “That’s just because you’re afraid that it will make your make-up run,” Cameron teased. “Here they come. Let’s get this show on the road,” he hopped into the Ute and started the engine, turning up the heating whilst Rhett got into the front passenger seat. Heath bundled Aislen into the back seat. “Got her,” he said as he stripped off her raincoat shoving it and her bag into the seat as Cameron reversed out of the park. Cameron heard Aislen’s startled inhalation and the start of a protest as Heath dragged her down onto the seat. “F-k man, pretty sure that’s illegal,” Cameron exclaimed on a laugh as Aislen’s eyes met his i
The Pack's Triquetra Dr James
Havermouth, Present TimeThe bridge they’d entered on was underwater. Their police escort scooted his bike back to the window. “In the Ute,” he said leaning in the window. “It’s possibly doable, but I wouldn’t want to try it, myself, and the old train bridge is still open on this side, well above water. It’s like they say, they don’t make them like they used to.”“Very true,” Talen agreed with a vampire’s appreciation for the past.“You’ll have to straddle the train lines, but that track hasn’t been active in twenty years. It’s sort of a secret, though,” he added. “We don’t want the public to use it.”“Understood,” Heath nodded. “We’ll head that way. I’ll be staying on the other side from now on.”“Okay. Good luck to you, Mr Gale.”The path to the train crossing took them through the main street of the town. It was eery, Aislen thought, how empty it was, and just how much water gathered on the road, the drains well and truly swamped by water.Lights attracted her attention in the othe
The Pack's Triquetra Talen Takes Charge
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen could hear the music pumping out of the house as they got out of the Ute and dashed through the rain to the veranda. They stood shaking water from themselves and stomping mud and debris off their shoes as they removed them before stepping into the warmth of the house. The rock music shook the walls, and was a contrast to the dignified, era-appropriate restoration of the hallway, with it’s elegant furnishings.Heath and Cameron hung their coats on the hooks, and stacked shoes on the shoe rack beneath them.“Rhett likes to play his music loud when he’s painting,” Cameron told them. “I hope Tyler’s not pissed about it.”“Tyler will be asleep,” Talen shrugged. “I sedated him. He will wake tomorrow starving and grumpy and spend three days moping around the house and napping. He’ll use the excuse to glue himself to the TV and consume junk food, and I will allow it,” he was amused. “As long as he takes his vitamins.”“It’s just like having a pet,” Cameron grin
The Pack's Triquetra Pins and Needles
Havermouth, Present Time“Safe words?” Talen asked running the whip across the palm of his hand with a hiss of leather.“We don’t use them,” Cameron shook his head. Talen had chained him naked to the cross in a leisurely process that had left Cameron sporting an erection that seemed to be pleading for the vampire’s attention, Aislen thought with a smug smile, thoroughly enjoying the view. “We don’t say no to each other, and we trust each other not to hurt us more than, you know,” his smile was filthy. “Then we enjoy.”“Hmm,” Talen’s disapproving grimace was subtle, but Aislen saw it pass over his face.“Daddy don’t like,” she purred, running her hands over the arm of her chair.“No, daddy does not like,” Talen agreed. “We now have safe words. Raudr to stop, and gulr to slow down. Repeat it, slave.”“Raudr, and gulr,” Cameron squirmed, the chains rattling against the wood. “F-k,” was a sobbed groan of need that struck Aislen deep in the pit of her stomach.She was sweating she was so a
The Pack's Triquetra Stretches of the Heart
Havermouth, Present TimeHeath stripped to his skin before dragging one of the armchairs nearer to the cross. He returned and scooped Aislen out of her seat. She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, enjoying the feel of his naked body against hers. He sat into the armchair with her on his lap, spreading her legs so that his c-ck pressed between the v of hers.“Oh, look,” she purred stroking her fingers in a circle over the smooth skin of the head. “I have my very own c-ck now.” His c-ck was hot and throbbing with his arousal and jerked beneath her touch.“I’ll let you borrow it anytime that you like,” he wrapped his arms around her, leaning her back against his chest.She turned her face to press her lips against his cleanly-shaven cheek, breathing in the scent of his expensive aftershave. “You’re so pretty,” she told him. “And smell so nice.”His chest shook as he laughed, and he bowed his head to kiss her collar bone. “The view from here is very nice, too,” he stroked his h
The Pack's Triquetra The Deal
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeAislen had been crying when he’d dropped her off, and after seeing her to her door, Cameron had to pull off down the road to sit, gripping the steering wheel, white knuckled, a raw, ugly gnawing pain in his chest. She hadn’t fought, he told himself. Even the first time that he’d taken her, and she had fought, she had wanted him, so it had been a token effort, like many of the girls, saving face, rather than because they didn’t want to f-k.That meant that she wasn’t really objecting, didn’t it? He told himself. That, secretly, she’d liked it. She’d come, over and over, after all, so a big part of her had loved every second of it. Human girls were just different. They liked to pretend that they didn’t want it when they did. They liked to tease and flaunt themselves, to make a guy think all was good, and then to claim that they hadn’t wanted it after it was done. Human girls wanted the decision taken out of their hands so that they could play victim after t
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