All Chapters of The Pack's Rebels: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Havermouth, Present TimeSigrid did not have to look behind her to know that Dan and Greg had entered the room, she could feel their eyes on her, and that stir of energy crossed her skin. Tom’s eyes flicked over her shoulder, and he smiled at his mates.“Should you be out of bed?” Greg scolded, stepping around Sigrid to slide his hand down Tom’s back, checking the exit wounds. “Don’t overdo it Tom,” he said softly. “It won’t take much to get these bleeding again and we don’t know what the f-k inside looks like.”“I’m not overdoing it,” Tom leaned forward and dragged his nose up the line of Sigrid’s throat to her ear. “I’m just craving my female mate,” he growled in her ear, stealing her breath. “Sigrid, we have waited for you so long… I don’t want to stay waiting.” His c-ck was pressed against her stomach leaving her in no doubt that he was telling the truth.His hard, lean body was hot against hers and the fragile light that pricked through the pin holes in the curtains threw his fac

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

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

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

Havermouth, Present TimeAislen agreed to remain behind and send Aaron in her place to the witch supply shop. As much as she wanted to go, she was responsible for Bianca’s injury, and owed it to her friend to stay and nurse her, plus, Cameron wanted her to stay, and, as they had prepared to leave, Talen had asked her to keep an eye on Meguitte. She was, however, determined to go to the Megastore when they returned and hoped that having given in to her men about the trip into town, they’d be reasonable about her going to the store.She slid onto one of the bench seats next to the bench top on which they had placed Bianca and took her friend’s hand in hers. Bianca’s mind was warded against her so she could not tell if the thin camp mattress on the table and her injury gave her discomfort or pain in her sleep, but she seemed peaceful and that was a relief, Aislen decided as she released Bianca’s hand.Meguitte brought over a bowl of water in which floated herbs plucked from the baskets a