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The Pack's Triquetra Where was Aislen?
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeAll three were stoned and stinking of sex, Heath thought, as they staggered back into the school and made for the grassy knoll. They polished off the contents of their packed lunches, trading between them what each other liked, whilst they waited for the bell to go.With their trust funds officially released into their control on their eighteenth birthdays and supplemented by generous allowances from their parents, most of the werewolf teenagers had the ability to buy their meals, either from the school cafeteria or by driving into town and stopping by one of the cafes. The Triquetra did when they had stayed at the river house the night before, which was becoming more and more frequent, but packed lunches were more convenient.The werewolf mothers went to extreme efforts to make their teenager’s packed lunches stand out – Rohan’s mother sent him with rice shaped like animals and detailed with contrasting black rice grains, Lillian’s lunch box contained fr
The Pack's Triquetra The Prophecy about Cam's Mum
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeThe Triquetra searched the school, before meeting back at the lockers.Rhett was furious. “She’s f-king snuck off again. Turn that f-king remote back on, Heath!”Heath had already done so, thinking that it would motivate her to reveal herself if she was hiding. “Let’s go get our slut from her house,” he checked his phone for the time. “Her parents should still be at work. Do either of you have her phone number?” He added, realizing that he didn’t.They both shook their heads.“Does she even have a phone?” Cameron wondered.“She’s a girl, of course she will have a phone,” Rhett replied rolling his eyes but throwing his arm over Cameron’s shoulder to take the sting from it.“We’ll have to fix that,” Heath decided. “Come on, let’s go. We’ll grab the bitch, and you guys can park at my place. We’ll walk to the party.” His parents wouldn’t question Rhett and Cameron staying the night if they’d been to a party. It would be nice to f-k his mates in his bed for a
The Pack's Triquetra After The Party
Havermouth Five Years BeforeHeath signalled to Rhett, who hauled Aislen up off the grass, and towards the cars. Cameron hesitated for a moment, caught between his mates.“Go. I got this,” Heath told him as the party realized that the cops were there and suddenly exploded outwards, through doors, through windows, the neighboring gardens and street filling with fleeing teenagers whilst the police officers stood in the garden gate looking around them in resignation.Both police officers were werewolf and their eyes fixed on Heath with oily sheen.“Mr Gale,” the more senior of the two sighed. “Want to brief us? We’ve been called out on a noise complaint.”Heath shrugged and put his hands in his pockets and rocking on his heels casually. “A study group taking a break, Constable. Played our music too loudly for the neighbours. We’ll all head off now, and they’ll have nothing to complain about. There’s no reason to go inside.”“Mr Gale,” the man raised his eyebrows. “If we leave without che
The Pack's Triquetra Gaslighting Aislen
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeHeath’s alarm woke him.“Ah, f-k,” Rhett complained. “Kill it.”Cameron, on the other hand, snaked his hand over Heath’s side and down his stomach whilst pressing his lips to the back of Heath’s shoulder. “Good morning.”Heath groaned but surrendered to the seduction ruefully. “You and your morning sex. Don’t try to kiss me with your morning breath. I can smell it from here, beer and cigarette smoke, so gross.”“I’ll borrow your toothbrush,” Cameron was unrepentant. “But morning breath is awesome. I love it. You only get to smell someone else’s morning breath when you’re f-king with them, and that’s about as intimate and personal as you can get with someone else.”“How about you suck me off with that disgusting mouth instead whilst I wank Rhett off, and then he can f-k you?” Heath laughed, but he was touched by Cameron’s sentimentality. He didn’t find Cameron’s morning breath offensive, he admitted to himself, but he did worry about his own.“How you go f
The Pack's Triquetra Talen's Confession
Havermouth, Present Time“F-k,” Rhett was taken aback when Tyler walked in. “You look like shit.”Tyler was pale and his eyes heavily shadowed. His hair was a mess, his jaw stubbled and he wore a pair of tracksuit pants and an oversized sweater that had obviously been slept in. He clutched a litre bottle of murky-looking water in his hand, half empty.Tyler nodded, wearily. “Feel like shit.”“Is the job worth it?” Heath wondered as he set the tray of pancakes onto the table.Tyler shrugged. “This morning it doesn’t feel like it is,” he sat heavily and opened the bottle of water. “At a safe house, I’d be on an IV drip,” he said as he took a mouthful of the water, pulling a face as he swallowed. “Electrolytes in water is a poor substitute.”“Can’t he just give you some vampire blood and heal you?” Rhett asked as he set a cup of coffee in front of Tyler.“He did, a bit. But vampire blood fixes things, it doesn’t replace them,” Tyler explained switching electrolyte water for coffee. “Oh,
The Pack's Triquetra Sigrid
Havermouth, Present Time“Oh,” Rhett’s grin was savage. “This is going to be good.”“Do you have anything to do with the bodies?” Heath asked Talen, ignoring Rhett.“No,” Talen said. “But… I have been less than honest regarding something which affects Morgana.”Aislen swallowed hard on the lump that immediately formed in her chest. She pushed up from her seat. “I need a cigarette,” she said fighting back tears. “I’ll be back.”She didn’t want to hear what Talen had to say, she thought as she pushed out into the hallway. She had come so quickly to rely on him to be her support, to have her back, and she was afraid that he would reveal something that would damage her faith in him. She’d never had that before, and its value to her was beyond measure.She went into Rhett’s room and riffled through his drawers until she found the cigarette packet that she knew would be there. She shoved the window open and shivered in the flood of cold air that whipped into the room as she lit the smoke an
The Pack's Triquetra Who I Am Meant To Be With
Havermouth, Present Time“F-k,” Heath took the flask from Rhett and took a mouthful. “I don’t need this right now. The hospital is overflowing with people with a gastro like illness which they believe comes from the water. They are recommending that where possible bottled or rainwater be consumed, but if tap water must be consumed, it be boiled well before consumption, by the way.“Emergency services are worn thin as people on the outskirts of town are becoming increasingly isolated due to road conditions. Trees falling in the storm have taken out power and telephone lines to half the town and being unable to contact family in that area has resulted in more people on the roads, seeking to reach those stranded, or to join family in town where power remains.“It is possible that we will need to call in the army,” he said grimly. “Which in itself will cause panic, but the army has the equipment, manpower, and resources to be of great help to the town and areas affected by the dam disaste
The Pack's Triquetra Stoned in the Stall
Havermouth, Five Years Before“Smells good,” Jules commented as he entered the kitchen. “One of your mum’s recipes?”“Yeah, with a bit of a Cameron twist,” Cameron’s grin was wicked as he pulled the tray out of the oven. “These ones are mum’s recipe,” he gestured to the first tray as he gingerly transferred scones from the second tray into a Tupperware container. “And these ones are using the special butter,” he winked at his dad. “So, take it easy on these ones if you’re operating heavy machinery.”Jules laughed. “Ah, f-k. If your mother knew what was in the special butter, she’d have both of our heads.”“And that’s why we’ll never tell her,” Cameron winked. “I had better go or I’ll be f-king late and Heath will tell me off,” he stuffed the container into his bag. “Have a good day, dad, and don’t eat all the scones.”He sang along with the radio as he drove to school, trying to maintain the cheer he’d felt all morning. The night had been a bit f-ked up, but the morning sex had been f
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