All Chapters of The Pack's Dragon: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Rideten, Present TimeWalking through the Van Helsings with Heath and Cameron whilst keeping an eye on Rhett and Morgana as they entered the house behind Phillip and Stella had Talen’s nerves on edge. What the fuck were the fool werewolves playing at inviting his mates to a meeting directly across the road from a Van Helsing headquarters? That people often overlooked that which was directly under their noses was a sound theory, but this was taking it too far.They must have experienced one of those moments of bad luck, he decided, and built their bunker, only to have the Van Helsings move into the same neighbourhood. It would cause issues with Morgana’s hopes of using the Rideten army to rally the other branches if mobilizing the army would expose the werewolves’ stronghold.However, that was a problem for the future, and he had more immediate demands for his attention. He led his mates around the block until they reached the house directly behind the one into which Morgana and Rhett

Rideten, Present TimeAislen found Rhett on a porch swing around the side of the house, looking out into the garden and watching Cameron, who was up a ladder helping the witches to tie shiny strips onto the branches. As Aislen approached, Rhett blew out his breath of smoke and stubbed his cigarette out into an ashtray, waving his hands in front of his face to disperse the cloud that lingered.“Sorry,” he said. “I’m smoking too much at the moment. I know it. Usually, I just sneak a bit here and there, or hide in my car to have a joint. But…”“I get it,” she sat next to him and leaned against his side. He lifted his arm and put it around her. “Everything you used to do to alleviate stress has been taken away in this change to vampire, and now smoking is the only thing you have left.”“You’re reading my mind,” he said softly. “And it’s not the only thing,” he added with a hint of wickedness. “I can still fuck my little heart out.”“Just not as much,” she pointed out. “Because we’re cramm

Rideten, Present TimeThere was no sign of Heath when Rhett went up to the bedroom. There was a fresh arrangement of flowers on the desk and the bed had been made, and that set Rhett’s teeth on edge. The witches didn’t understand werewolves he thought in annoyance as he threw the suitcases onto the bed. Strangers weren’t welcome into a den, and although their stay was temporary, while they were using a room, it was their den.“Whatever,” he began opening the drawers. He could smell strangers on the clothing as he pulled it out and shoved it into the suitcases. Someone had been through the drawers, refolding the clothing inside. Ignore it, he told himself. Witches were just humans who studied magic, they did weird human things and probably thought that they were helping out.“Going somewhere?” Phillip stood in the doorway of the room.Rhett looked up. “What’s it to you?”“You are always so hostile, Rhett,” Phillip said disapprovingly. “How many times do I have to say that I’m not your

Rideten, Present Time“No.” Heath stared at Talen open mouthed. “No.”“I’m very sorry Heath,” Talen put his hand on his shoulder. “But I am sure that you understand that we cannot let Cameron know until after Trayrock. And how the werewolf ceremony is especially important now. We need to tie our family together in order to provide Cameron with a solid support when the grief hits.”“Fuck,” Heath’s knees sagged, and he braced a palm on the kitchen bench.“Heath…” Talen caught his elbow and guided him onto one of the bench seats. “I’m very sorry. This is a shock, I know.”“Jules was…” Heath was numb with shock. “He was the one good father we had between the three of us. In a way…” He fought for the words. “In a way he was the proof.”“The proof?” Talen sat next to him and placed his hand on Heath’s back, rubbing up and down soothingly.“That we could be good parents,” Heath explained hoarsely. “I mean… Cameron at least had a decent upbringing. His parents loved him. Catherine was just… s

Rideten, Present TimeRhett caught Heath’s nipple in between his teeth causing his blonde mate to cry out in surprise at the pinch of his flesh between teeth and piercing, before bathing the area with his tongue soothingly.“Fuck. Don’t bite that off, Rhett,” Heath groaned.Between their stomach’s, Talen’s hand pumped over Heath’s cock, pushing the piecing through its tip along Rhett’s stomach with every stroke.“Rhett,” Talen purred, and Rhett looked up, meeting the vampire’s eyes over Heath’s shoulder. “Slide down. Tap my thigh if you wish for ease.”Rhett grinned, catching on, and as Talen lifted both himself and Heath onto their knees, slid down between them before stroking his hands up the back of Heath’s thighs, encouraging Heath forward onto the heels of his hands. Talen spread Heath’s knees wide with his own so that the tip of Heath’s cock painted Rhett’s lips with pre-cum.“Yum yum cum,” Rhett teased, flickering his tongue over the tip, collecting the pre-cum and teasing Heat