All Chapters of The Pack's Secret Keeper: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Havermouth, Present TimeLeighton Richard lived on a farm just outside of town. The high fences surrounding his property indicated that he kept deer, although the fields appeared to be empty, the deer obviously preferring to hide amongst the scrub to the rear of the property. There was a giant timber barn painted black with “Leighton Richard” in man-sized white lettering on the road-facing side and “Potter” in smaller letters.A sign on the gate declared that they were entering the property of Leighton Richard, Potter, and editor of the Havermouth Expose. There was an honor box arrangement by the gate, where the latest version of the Havermouth Expose could be purchased.Aislen snagged a copy and dropped a few coins into the slot whilst June opened the gate. She drove forward along a well-maintained driveway towards a tidy little house whose sandstone construction spoke of it being original to the area. Under the bullnosed veranda, a grey-muzzled old dog flicked an ear as much to shoo

Havermouth, Present Time“I need to make a detour,” Aislen told June. “I hope you don’t mind.”“No,” June sent her a shy smile. “It’s either clean my house or be sidekick to your adventures, so I’m all good. You’re sort of a bit like a superhero. You’ve got the secret identity, a mission, and the exciting love life.”Aislen laughed. “F-k me,” she said as she pulled up at the hardware store. “You make it sound glamorous. Believe me, my life is as f-ked up as it comes.”“What are we doing here?” June asked as they got out of the car.“I think I need to paint my house. My porch and front door at least,” Aislen told her. “Triquetra’s whore might be an accurate description for me, but I don’t need my house tagged with it.”“You really slept with all three of them?” June asked as they entered the store, and the clerk and customer at the cash registered looked up, jaws unhinging.“Yep,” Aislen declared loudly. “Sometimes at the same time. I’m really flexible. Yoga,” she winked at the clerk.

Havermouth, Present TimeHeath and Cameron arrived as they did, and June met Aislen’s eyes. “I have to go,” June decided. “Before I collapse in a hormonal heap. I’m used to dealing with primary school students, and not smoking hot men. In one day, I’ve been up close and personal to two more than any other average day. Anymore and I’m not responsible for my actions. How you can stand it, I don’t know, but I am totally envious.”Aislen snorted. “When they start bossing you around, their prettiness loses it’s shine,” she replied. “Believe me. By the way, do you know a teacher, third grade I think, named Liam?”“Liam,” June repeated. “Not at my school.”“Oh well, I’ll have to introduce you some time, if I see him again,” she added. “So, not tomorrow but the day after, at ten?”“Ten,” June confirmed and waved as she made her way out to the street.F-k, Aislen added to herself. She needed to find something to wear.She sighed as she turned towards the house and the Triquetra, who had unload

Havermouth, Present Time All four men looked at Aislen in unison and she felt her heart begin to race. “Oh f-k,” she whispered and caught her bottom lip between her teeth as she stood and set the flowers onto the bed. She turned and scooped her hair over her shoulder. “Can someone unzip me?” Rhett stepped up. His hands shook as he reached for the zip and his breath came quick and heavy, his thoughts were a rapid cacophony of erotic fantasies. Her dress sagged and she let it slip to the ground, before stepping out of her shoes, and felt Rhett’s hands stroke over her arse as she bent to pick them up. “Suspenders,” he murmured, slipping his fingers under the straps. “I have a weakness for them.” “I didn’t get dressed this morning anticipating that I would be painting,” she replied. “Though, it doesn’t look like a lot of painting will get done today.” “Mhm. We’ll discuss the painting and the reason for it in a little while,” Talen told her as he returned to the armoire. “In the meanti

Havermouth, Present DayThe flickering candlelight did wonderful things to the naked men around her, Aislen thought as she watched Rhett and Cameron move around the bed, busily securing Heath to the fixture points. The light played over their skin and casted shadow in the valleys of muscle. Heath continued to look at her, ignoring what Rhett and Cameron were doing, and looking at him splayed vulnerable, had her clit throbbing.The spread position placed emphasis on his c-ck standing upright from his body like an invitation. She moved to the foot of the bed and placed her hands on his shins, feeling the crispness of leg hair as she stroked up to his knees. “Can I play with him, daddy?” She asked.“That’s the idea, little demon,” Talen chuckled. “We all get to play with him.”Heath’s eyes fluttered closed, and he blew out his breath. “F-k,” he whispered.Cameron was entranced, his eyes meeting Aislen’s, and his grin slow and heavy. Aislen handed him the blind fold. “Put it on him,” she