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The Pack's Triquetra Sweetness
Havermouth, Present Day“We are going to discuss this further,” Heath said as Rhett pulled up at Aislen’s father’s house. “But, right now, it is wet, we are all cold, tired, and exhausted.”“What is going on with you Heath?” Aislen asked him, feeling the echoes of his fear like cobwebs of ice winding around her internal organs. “We’ve been distracted by face-eating monsters and missing little girls… What happened whilst we were away that has you so…” She broke off as his grey eyes met hers.“So what?” Rhett turned from the driver’s seat.“Exhausted,” Heath told him. “That has me so exhausted.”“Yeah,” Aislen agreed slowly. “That’s what I meant.”“Well,” Talen reached for the door handle. “Let us go inside.”Aislen shuddered as the cold whipped away the heat of the cab and slid out of the Ute after Heath. The five of them ran across to the porch and Heath unlocked the door using his set of keys because Aislen couldn’t find hers.The house smelled stale and empty after being closed up o
The Pack's Triquetra The Storms End
Havermouth, Present Time“Kinky f-king boys,” she laughed as Rhett lifted her onto the bed and she held onto the suspension rails as she stepped across the mattress, placing a foot on either side of Heath’s head and looking down at him, with her hair falling down around her and without a stitch of clothing on. “Do you like the view?” She teased him.His smirk smouldered as his hands stroked up her calves. “You know that I do, but I find that I’m getting short-sighted in my old age, and you might need to bring that beauty closer for me to appreciate it fully.”Talen’s eyes opened and lifted to watch, his lips curling with an approving smile.Aislen used the headboard to steady her as she knelt, sitting on his chest. “Close enough?” She asked him as he caressed over the generous swells of her thighs to her hips. She gasped as he tugged her forward and dragged his tongue over her c-nt. “Oh, god,” she moaned gripping onto the headboard as he pulled her tightly to his face seeming to decid
The Pack's Triquetra Friday Blues
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRhett wasn’t averse to physical activity precisely, but he preferred to get it f-king than running around the oval. However physical education was mandatory at school for werewolves as physical exertion helped manage alphas’ more anti-social aggressive traits, and he’d skipped so many times that Mr Owens had threatened to speak to Abigail if Rhett didn’t show up at least once before the end of the year.If he’d been in the same class as Cameron or Heath, Rhett might have turned up more often, but their class schedules meant that they were in different physical education groups.As Heath had decided that they would stay until lunch, Rhett decided to comply with Mr Owens’ requirement and actually show up to class. It was a werewolf only physical education class, although the humans didn’t know that, as it allowed the werewolves to exert themselves without exposing their supernatural abilities – a bunch of werewolves running the oval tended to be fairly even
The Pack's Triquetra Heath Seducing Rhett
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRhett took the groceries up to the bedroom window, sliding open the glass in order to deposit the bags inside. Heath and Aislen weren’t f-king on the bed, which made him wonder what they were doing. He followed the veranda around to the balcony and saw them through the kitchen windows. Heath had the first aid kit out and was applying arnica to Aislen’s arse.The expression on Heath’s face as he applied the cream to the bruises caused Rhett’s heart to twist within his chest. He stepped into the open door, catching the doorframe in his hands, and leaned into the room. Heath looked up, meeting his eyes, despair written clearly across his face.What the f-k had happened? Rhett wondered, his heart thudding within his chest.“Let that sit on the skin until it sinks in,” Heath said as he put the lid back on the cream. He washed his hands in the sink and put the first aid box away. “Go see what Cameron is up to,” he said without turning to face her.Rhett searche
The Pack's Triquetra Guilt and Blame
Havermouth, Five Years Before Rhett didn’t hate mornings as much as he professed, though there were some days when he would prefer to stay up and sleep in late, a big part of him looked forward to Cameron’s hopeful nudges and coaxing into morning sex. He liked to feel his red-haired mate snuggle up to him, all warm and relaxed from sleep, and, whilst Rhett wasn’t a huge fan of morning breath, he did like the scent and taste of his mates’ skin first thing upon waking, that salty blend of all three of them and old come never failed to make him hard.Four of them now, he added lazily as he surfaced out of sleep to the murmuring of Cameron and Aislen. Heath’s voice joined them and Aislen moaned. This was the future, he told himself experimentally. This was how the rest of his life would be, the Triquetra and Aislen, and eventually kids. It felt… weird. But, also, exciting. And frightening. F-k, he thought. Who needed coffee when there was the impending doom of Armageddon descending on yo
The Pack's Triquetra Fixing the Roof
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeCameron and Heath had propped the ladder against the side of the house and stood holding coffee and looking up thoughtfully at the roof when Rhett rounded that side of the house and they both looked at him quizzically when he arrived from the opposite direction to the normal walk from the back of the house.“Is everything okay?” Heath asked immediately.“Fine.” The generator had kicked in as he’d passed it, so he knew that Aislen was in the bathroom. “She’s in the bathroom.”“Hmm,” Heath frowned at him, not believing him at all that everything was fine.“It’s fine,” Rhett told him. “Where is my coffee?”Cameron surrendered the cup that he held, whether it had been intended for Cameron or Rhett didn’t matter so much as sating Rhett’s need for caffeine to the Triquetra’s red-haired mate, Rhett knew, and wrapped his arm around Cameron, tugging him into a tight embrace and pressing a kiss to his neck before releasing him, leaving Cameron glowing with pleased
The Pack's Triquetra Cause and Effect
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeThe she-wolves were laying out towels along the grassy bank and stripping down to their bikinis in order to lay in the sunshine as Heath and Cameron carried the alcohol down from the house. Cameron slid Heath a side eye.“I know,” Heath replied. “They’re f-king putting on a display. Do they think we’re stupid and can’t see through such a tacky attempt? It’s f-king rude and disrespectful.”“A bit,” Cameron agreed unhappily. “It’s like they think we’ll go for any girl that shows some skin.”“Not f-king likely,” Heath was furious. “Ignore it, cook the food, and don’t even look.”“Wasn’t planning on it,” Cameron replied. “Would rather stare at your arse in one of those g strings,” he added under his breath.Heath chuckled. “I think they’d f-king chafe, but I’ll put one on for you sometime just so you can take it off.”Cameron grinned. “A lacey one?”Heath’s laughter was loud and bright and caused the werewolves around the fire and the she-wolves sunbaking on
The Pack's Triquetra Sex in the Garden
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeCameron saw Heath shift and quickly followed, almost tripping as his foot stuck in his jeans. He shifted, whining as he became his wolf, and staggering slightly in the disorientation of a quick shift. Rhett and Heath always seemed to flow between forms so effortlessly, but it always took it out of him for the first few moments, and the transition ached like a broken bone. He suspected that it hurt Rhett and Heath too, but they hid it better.In wolf form, the world transformed. When he shifted back into man-form from being wolf, he always felt as if his senses became muffled and dulled. In wolf form, his sight reduced but his sense of smell replaced the need for it, revealing the world to him in astonishing detail and depth – he could tell from scent that a rabbit had passed through the grasses and in what direction it had gone, how far to its burrow, he could smell where someone had urinated against a tree, and the sharp scent of cigarette from a butt th
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