All Chapters of The Pack's Rebels: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Havermouth, The PresentAislen swallowed hard. “Well,” she said slowly, feeling all their eyes on her. “I dreamt about you.” Leighton tilted his head to the side. “I dream about things sometimes,” she continued, feeling her skin prick with sweat. “I dreamt about you meeting Verina… I dreamt about the flood and the bodies, and I dreamt about you crossing the river. I saw you go to the Edison’s farm and take Mr Edison’s Ute, and go to the caves near the dam…”“Mhm,” Leighton shifted slightly. “That was accurate.”“Normally when I dream things, they’re like a warning…” Aislen glanced at Stella. “And I’m starting to learn to pay attention to them. I dreamt about you… and Verina… and that’s why when we first encountered you and the zombies, I sort of trusted you.” Though it hadn’t hurt that he was f-king hot, she admitted to herself. “And I think my dreams about the river and the bodies were trying to tell me something. I thought that they were warning me that the flood was coming, but… Wh

Havermouth, The Present“Could take a shower?” Cameron said looking down at the mess of his top and shoulder as they waited for the water to boil over the camp stove.“Not much point,” Heath was, if anything, covered with more blood, but not as much of his own as Cameron was. “The day is not done yet,” his grin stretched his cheeks, and he ran his tongue over the elongated sharp points of his teeth. “Let’s just clean up a little, and then you three can head back to the bunker - ”“Bull shit,” Cameron’s head jerked up from his inspection of his wound. “We’re not splitting up, Heath.”“Look, Cam,” Heath said reasonably. “You’re shot, Aislen’s pregnant, and Rhett…”“Rhett’s what?” Rhett demanded as their eyes turned to him. “Rhett’s fine. Everyone needs to stop worrying about Rhett. Rhett’s got this.”“Rhett’s talking about himself in third person,” Heath pointed out.“Rhett knows that,” Rhett scowled. “And Rhett’s not staying behind whilst Heath and Talen go and risk their lives fightin

Havermouth, The Present“And for voluntarily surrendering yourself into custody in order to be tried for your crimes by a jury of your peers once the current emergency is over…” Aislen spoke with slow deliberation. “In the meantime, we are very happy to be able to offer you the secure accommodation of this shipping container. We invite you take advantage of this time to relax and enjoy the opportunity to rest. We will transfer you to the bunker when it is safe for us to do so, and you should let them know how you made this decision freely out of guilt and the realization that your actions have placed the pack in danger. Do you understand?”“Yes… yes I do,” August’s face had gone slack, his eyes losing focus.“Wonderful,” Aislen glanced up at Heath, her eyes asking if she had left anything out.“He should probably also feel free to tell others how well he was treated during his time with us,” Heath suggested, his eyes sliding to where Jules stood. “Don’t you think?”Jules’ smile was wi

Havermouth, The PresentThe town was busy as they made the return trip to the hospital, with many people waving and smiling as the Unimog passed. There were more cars on the road, something Heath knew would be temporary, because there was only so much fuel before they would need refilling, but it made sense to use them whilst they could.They were sharing the resources of the town, taking care of elderly neighbours, and making repairs to buildings damaged by the storm. A group of children were drawing in chalk on the paving, playing a game of hopscotch amongst their bright artwork of flowers, rainbows, suns, and animals. The simple sight brought tears to Heath’s eyes, and he had to look away to prevent breaking down.Cameron took his hand. His red-haired mate had not missed the children playing either and his dark blue eyes were awash with tears.The town was feeling safe and unafraid to let their children play on the streets whilst the adults worked.They had done that, Heath thought

Havermouth, The PresentThe room stank. Talen knew the smell well. It was one he had smelled long, long before in Beupraxia’s dungeons. Blood, faeces, urine, pain, and despair with a hint of rotting flesh. He swallowed back the bitterness that wanted to stick to his tongue.Rhett made a gagging noise and covered his mouth and nose with his hand.Cameron pulled a packet out of a pocket, the plastic crinkling as he dug his fingers into it. “Open up,” he said to Aislen, and popped a small golden lolly into her mouth when she obeyed. “Rhett?”“Sure, can’t hurt,” Rhett accepted a lolly and pulled a face. “Gah. I take that back.”“Ginger lolly. They stock them at the hospital gift shop,” Cameron offered one to Rohan who shook his head and took a nasal roller from his pocket, rubbing it under his nose. “What’s that?”“Eucalyptus,” Rohan offered it around. Rhett accepted it. “Blocks the smell and clears the sinuses at the same time.”Talen turned his attention back to the room. It was a funct