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Friday Night At The River House
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Havermouth, Present TimeAislen watched the birds eat from a bird feeder suspended off the balcony outside Rhett’s window. Of course he would have placed one there so that he could sit at the desk and draw them, she thought. It was precisely what she would have done if it were her room. Watching them now helped take her mind off the tattoo.She wished that she could say that she was getting used to the pain, but it seemed whenever she found a level of comfort, Rhett would find a new and painful spot. “I am done with the outline,” he said, leaning back and setting the tattoo gun down on the plastic wrapped tray. “I’ll just apply the ointment and bandages…” She sighed in relief and rose from the chair, stretching out and rolling her head on her neck as he went to the bathroom and rummaged in the drawers before returning. She felt his breath on her skin as he smoothed the ointment over the tattoo, his pride in his artwork tainted by his misery. (Would he ever be able to look at it with
The Pack's Secret Keeper Heath
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeAislen was breathing heavy, her chest tight and her heart racing. Heath was unpredictable. She never knew what would happen when he was around. Would he ridicule her in front of others? Would he produce a strange sex toy? Would he drag her out and rape her on the grass… Had it been rape? He said not…“I can see Rhett in this,” he said sitting down behind her, so that he framed her body with his. His breath caressed her cheek as he looked over her shoulder. He scooped her hair back in order to clear his view and paused, making a small laughing sound. “Your hair is as wild and wicked as you are,” he murmured pulling a curl straight before releasing. “More so after swimming today. What will you do next?” He asked turning his attention back to the painting. “Do?” She was aching, her body reacting to his proximity, her thoughts scattering, washing out, so that even his thoughts, communicated through the touch of his body against hers, were faded and fuzzed.
The Pack's Secret Keeper Hospital
Havermouth, Present Time(… So much pain…)(I hope this is over quickly…)(That is so disgusting…)(Fifteen minutes until room 301 needs their next dose…)(Hang in there… So much to live for…)Aislen’s head roared with sound. She sat on the hospital bed shaking in the wet clothes, with the heels of her hands pressed to her ears, trying to find enough focus to restore the bubbles and shut away the overwhelming mental noise of the patients and staff around her.“We need to get those wet clothes off of her,” a nurse said, her voice muffled. “If there’s been an assault, and from the look of her, there’s been an assault, then the police need to collect the clothing, or we’ll break chain of evidence. She’s not critical, so we have the time to let this be done properly.” (So sick of sexual assaults not being pursued in this town… No excuses this time, they will collect it themselves, and I will f-king watch to make sure that they do it properly…)“If you say so,” the first nurse was dubious
The Pack's Secret Keeper One Fking Happy Pile of Fkery
Havermouth, Five Years Before“Are you going to f-k her all day, Heath, or come out and socialize?” Rohan leaned into the open window, and Aislen cried out, pulling Heath back to her as he rose in reaction to the intrusion, using his body to shield her, as she had tried to use Rhett a week before in a similar circumstance. “F-k off, Rohan,” Heath snarled, his eyes flashing with his wolf and the words carrying the feral growl of his nature. Rohan pulled back by instinct. “Sorry, man, I just…” He stuttered, taken aback by Heath’s aggression.“Yeah, you just,” Heath snapped out irritably. “But I’m not. So, f-k off and leave me in peace.”Rohan withdrew, and Aislen heard a hush fall over the gathering outside in response to his return as Heath settled back over her. He shifted until he found a comfortable position. “Stroke me,” he demanded, his voice still holding his anger from the unwelcome interruption.Aislen’s heart pattered uneasily as she resumed stroking through his hair. He sig
The Pack's Secret Keeper Say Goodbye
Havermouth, Present Time“Don’t be afraid,” Patience said as they paused outside a brick wall that seemed to go on forever and Iris wound down the window to check in with the security guard who stepped out to greet them. “You will not be harmed, Aislen.”“What is it with you f-kers and abducting me?” Aislen replied through her teeth, her anger hiding her fear. “I told you that I’m not pressing charges. I just want to get into my car and get the f-k out of Havermouth.”There was a knock at Patience’s window, surprising her. “F-k,” Aislen sighed. Patience wound down her window. “Mr Gale, return to your vehicle.”“Constable Overly,” Heath’s eyes met Aislen’s. “You have something of mine. I can take it from here. No need to waste any more of your time.”“Nice try,” Patience wound the window up. Heath stepped back as the car moved forward, his hands in the pockets of his trousers, looking every inch the lawyer in his suit. Aislen twisted in the seat to look out the window and saw a slee
The Pack's Secret Keeper Train a Bitch
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeAislen woke with Cameron snoring in her ear. He lay over half on top of her, his knee between her thighs, his face in the curve of her neck and shoulder, and his hand cupping her shoulder. Rhett lay on his side facing her, and Heath curled against his back, his arm slung over Rhett’s waist and their hands joined. Heath’s face was pressed into Rhett’s hair, his eyes closed and his breath heavy with sleep, but Rhett’s eyes were open when she turned her head. “They’re huggers,” he whispered. “When they sleep, they’ll chase you across the bed, following your scent and warmth. I often make them sleep next to each other, so that they hug each other, as if I’m between them, I get too hot. If we’re careful we can sneak out and I’ll make coffee…”“After sex,” Cameron muttered into Aislen’s hair. “Not before sex.”“You and your morning sex,” Rhett snorted. “The rest of us like to avoid morning breath and pee first.”“Morning breath is the best,” Cameron replied hi
The Pack's Secret Keeper Stay Together
Havermouth, Present TimeThey returned to Rhett’s car in a heavy, grieving silence, with Cameron carrying Aislen. Heath opened the back passenger door so that Cameron could set her on the seat. “Sit in the front,” he said to Cameron who opened his mouth to protest. Heath shook his head. “You know that if you sit with her, you will end up saying something that you shouldn’t…”“F-k,” Cameron complained and got into the front passenger seat. Heath slid into the back seat and closed the door. “Sit in the middle, Aislen,” he said softly. “Lean on me.”Aislen knew that it was contradictory and confusing of her to want to be close to him after going to such lengths to escape, and yet it felt like an ending and as much as her logic told her that what the Triquetra had done was wrong, that what they had started in the river house couldn’t ever go anywhere good, actually saying goodbye to them… was so final. Just the thought of it made her heart race and her stomach feel uneasy. She crawled
The Pack's Secret Keeper Don't Show Don't Tell
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeThrough the bedroom window, Aislen could see that Rhett had the fire going again and that Cameron was lighting the barbeque. They laughed between them as they made coffee and began to cook bacon and eggs. Heath passed the window on his way to join them and made a lewd gesture that Aislen was in no doubt referred to her. She swallowed hard, a raw feeling of shame lodged in her esophagus leaving a bitter taste in her mouth and looked down at her painting of Rhett and art supplies. She wanted to tear it into pieces, a rage building within her so fierce that it wanted physical expression. Instead, she dressed and sat down to continue working on it, ignoring her hunger and her craving for coffee, and instead opening one of the bottles of water in the room and drinking that. She didn’t want to go out with the Triquetra. She continued to add shading and details to the painting, slowly building dimension to Rhett’s hair, the expression in his eyes, the charming
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