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Havermouth, Present Time Jules stopped by the red-haired woman’s room, knocking at the door. Harry leaned against the wall and watched their mate speculatively through narrowed eyes. Now that the merman was conscious and in the care of his mate, they intended to lure Jules to bed and waited patiently for him to complete what Jules considered required checks around the house so that they could take their mate where they wanted him. Harry had liked the silver fox that Jules had been when they had first met. Age to a vampire did not mean the same to humans or supernaturals who aged like humans. Whilst Jules had looked the senior of the two, Harry had outlived their mate by centuries, and in comparison to Harry’s experience, Jules was just a puppy, innocent and wide-eyed. But it had been wonderful also to see Jules’ youth recaptured, the aging process reversed, and the werewolf now looked almost the same age as his son. The frequent small doses of vampire blood would help when Harry tur
The Pack's Dragon Samuel Reaches The Safe House
Havermouth, Present TimeThe prisoner was strangely docile, his face slack and his movements obedient to precision. The werewolf alpha’s eyes however burned with a fury that had Samuel double checking the man’s handcuffs before closing the door.There had been no act of subterfuge in bringing the werewolf to the car. In fact, it had almost been deliberately obvious that they were doing so, and accompanied with a cameraman and reporter, who had moved away to stand framed against a backdrop of busy soldiers whilst the woman finished her report. He suspected that Talen had arranged for the werewolf to be spelled in order for him to appear to come willingly to demonstrate that it was voluntarily done.“Is he spelled?” He asked Talen quietly when there was no one within hearing distance.“Mhm,” Talen’s hum was confirmation. “He will obey your directions if you keep them specific, but do not trust it for longer than the journey takes.”“Understood,” Samuel nodded crisply. There remained man
The Pack's Dragon Grim Predictions
Havermouth, Present TimeRhett kicked off his shoes and lay out on the couch. He was bored, and that surprised him. The last few weeks had been so full of activity and danger, and the last few days with sex and blood, that there had been very little time to get bored in, and yet, with Aislen and Heath at the dining table trying to translate Phillip’s notebook, Talen escorting August and Samuel to the surface, and Cameron searching for a charger for the phone they’d found in August’s room, there was suddenly nothing to do.He took out his cigarettes and tapped his fingers on the box wondering if he could sneak to the surface for a smoke without having to get into a full-on conversation with Heath about whether or not he should be smoking. He doubted that Heath would accept that the cigarettes were replacements for what he actually wanted - a joint, but weed was a bit hard to come by in the chaos of Havermouth.“Got one!” Cameron announced his return. He took the phone over to the kitch
The Pack's Dragon The Phone Call
Havermouth, Present Time“What do you mean by it’s always no?” Cameron demanded, ignoring the beeping demand of the microwave as it finished it’s cycle.“I mean, he records each prediction, and how he made it, the process he followed, the precise wording of the question, and each time the answer is no,” Heath replied grimly as Talen crossed and opened the microwave rescuing the blood within and placing the mug on the table before Heath. “Oh. Thanks,” Heath said automatically.“There are many reasons that may be,” Talen was calmness itself as he opened another bag of blood and poured it into another cup. “Predicting the future is a very temperamental artform, and the predictions are often vague or in riddle form. It may be that Phillip, as a lawyer, is asking too precise a question, with too narrow a field.”“We’re not werewolves,” Rhett said slowly. “It doesn’t necessarily mean we don’t win, Cam. But if he’s asking if werewolves win, the answer is no, right? Because we’re not. None of
The Pack's Dragon Piercing Sympathy
Havermouth Present TimeRhett’s grin was wicked as he hooked his fingers into Talen’s shirt and tugged him forward knowing that his superior strength as a hybrid would force Talen to step forward or have his shirt torn from him.Talen laughed under his breath. Rhett in particular was enjoying the advantages of his transformation, perhaps because the zombie bite had left him so weak. The playfulness with which Rhett had explored his strength and speed had been highly entertaining, but also saddened Talen as Heath had not had the same opportunity to explore his new abilities in a carefree way. Still, Heath had his moments of glee - Talen comforted himself by recalling the run from the warehouse in which Heath had truly stretched his legs to the point Talen had struggled to follow.He let Rhett pull him in until they were chest to chest and looked down at his dark-haired mate. “Well?” He asked amused. “Now that you have me, what do you intend to do with me?”Rhett twisted, dragging Talen
The Pack's Dragon Aislen Fixes Cameron
Havermouth, Present TimeThe realization that their sex-play had resulted in him being tied down to be pierced just as they had tied Aislen was a shock to Cameron. Whilst for him, it was just fun, Rhett had gotten his consent for the piercings, and Cameron knew that he could break free at any time – the more he compared his position as Rhett pierced him, the more he thought about Aislen in the same situation.He had known that she was afraid at the time. Angry and afraid, but he’d been angry and afraid too and desperate for something to work and for Aislen to surrender to being the Triquetra’s mate. Still… a part of him had also enjoyed her distress. There had been a malicious vindictiveness to it – that she was suffering as she had made them suffer. He had felt powerful and alpha laughing down at her. And, in his mind, they hadn’t been harming her – it was just jewelry after all, and Rhett was a professional.It was incredibly difficult to think that they had done that to her. It hor
The Pack's Dragon Greedy Little Puppies
Havermouth, Present Time Heath went from asleep to awake within a moment, leaving him slightly shocky and trying to regain his equilibrium. As he always did, he ran a tally of his mates. They were in their usual post-sex disorder, having exhausted themselves in hedonistic excess. Rhett on the edge of the bed and Cameron sort of spilled over him in a tangle of arms and legs. Talen had curled protectively around Aislen, cradling her within the c of his body between him and Heath. Aislen’s dark curls cloaked her so that only the curve of a shoulder, the point of an elbow, and the little fingers of her clasped hands were visible. Heath smiled softly and stroked back the hair to reveal her face. She hadn’t removed her eye makeup and it had smeared, creating shadows around her eyes. A gentle tap at the exterior door made him realize what had woken him. The morning breakfast delivery. Cameron had locked the door for privacy whilst they had fucked the night before. He eased out of the bed
The Pack's Dragon Heath and Charlie
Havermouth, Present TimeCameron came into the bathroom as Heath stepped out of the shower and sighed. “Shit. I was hoping for a quickie in the shower,” he complained upon seeing that Heath was out. “But I had to help get breakfast back to jail.”Heath rubbed a towel through his hair. It was getting a bit shaggy, he noted, and debated whether to cut it or let it grow. He had kept his hair short for the past five years to avoid looking like Charlie, but the length had surpassed any similarity to his father, and he quite liked how it looked on him. In the same vein, his jaw held a glitter of stubble that rasped beneath his fingers as he ran them over it and where he would normally shave it away, he decided to leave it in place. The rougher look went with the scars on his chest and the new piercings through his nipples, after all, he thought ruefully, rubbing his hands over the scar tissue.He was coming to terms with the scars, growing in confidence that they weren’t a detraction from h
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