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The Pack's Triquetra Rhett and the Art Class
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRhett leaned against the wall between the transportable classrooms.As was typical of the season, it had started off rainy that morning, but the sun had come out in the afternoon, creating a steam as it evaporated the puddles off the pavement, and lifting with it the scent of minerals and earth, creating an intoxicating vapor that the wolf within him enjoyed and recognized as the beginning of Spring – breeding season – making him feel a little wild and restless. And f-king horny.His art class fell during a double free for Cameron and Heath, so they usually left during lunch to buy beer and took it to the park between school and Heath’s house. By the time Rhett finished the day, they would be half tanked and working on a tan in the park whilst they waited for him.Without Heath and Cameron present, Rohan and his cronies made it blatantly obvious that they considered Rhett a fringe dweller and wanted nothing to do with him unless he was with Heath and Came
The Pack's Triquetra The Town Hall
Havermouth, Present Time The rain came and went in patches and according to the forecast on Heath’s phone, the bulk of the storm wouldn’t strike until after midnight, so they headed into town after eating an early dinner/late lunch of steak and broccolini in the kitchen. The streets around the town hall were surprisingly busy considering the weather, with people in rain jackets huddling beneath umbrellas hurrying though the storm-dark early evening from their cars to the shelter of the building whilst exclaiming about the cold and dodging the puddles left from earlier showers. Aislen was glad that Heath had given her one of Rhett’s jackets to wear, though Cameron and Heath huddled her between them, offering their body heat to combat the cold wind that tugged at the umbrella that Heath held over the three of them. The flow of brown frothing water along the street and into the drain caught Aislen’s eyes and she frowned, something nagging at the edge of her mind. She dismissed it as t
The Pack's Triquetra Alright
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRhett could tell that Aislen was skittish. One wrong move, and she’d bolt for sure. Although the park was secluded, he could see a middle-aged man walking a dog through the trees, and an old couple tending to their roses in one of the closer houses. The Triquetra couldn’t force things, he decided, or she would scream and whilst he wasn’t worried about repercussions, pushing her to that point would make it that much harder to lure her out again.He tried to signal Heath and Cameron to back off, but in a combination of the warm day, intoxication, and whatever it was about the girl that was driving them all nuts, they weren’t heeding his warnings.“My, my, just look at what was hiding under that f-king ugly jumper, Heath,” Cameron slid his hand over Aislen’s shoulder to her arm, before stealing the cigarette from her fingers. He relit it and held it between his teeth as he grinned.“We have to work,” Rhett stubbed out his cigarette and pulled at face at Heat
The Pack's Triquetra A Lot of Everything
Havermouth, Present TimeThrough some deft manoeuvring by Talen, Aislen ended up in his Zeus Forest Works Ute rather than Heath’s sedan. The weather was wild to the point of being frightening with the trees bowing beneath the pressure, leaf matter sweeping across the roads, and the gutters running heavily with water.“Are you certain that you are comfortable with this relocation?” Talen asked her as he calmly navigated the busy traffic. “There is another option. We could go to the vampire safe house.”“All of us?” She wondered.He was silent for just long enough that she knew the answer before he spoke. “Yourself, Tyler and I would be welcome there. The werewolves…”She considered the option. It would feel weird, she decided, to be apart from the Triquetra, especially in the wild weather, and with the weight of the discoveries of the day behind her.“No,” she decided. “We’ll go to the river house.”The Triquetra were f-ked up, their way of thinking was toxic and controlling, and wrong
The Pack's Triquetra Cameron in the Bathroom
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeLillian was nothing if not enthusiastic in her role as the Triquetra’s pretend girlfriend, laughing and flirting, and making out with Heath and Cameron whilst Diana sulked to Cameron’s other side. Cameron suspected that Lillian was not as invested into the relationship with Diana as Diana was with Lillian, as Lillian seemed determined to take advantage of the pretend relationship with the Triquetra and make it permanent.That was never going to happen.It had, however, succeeded in getting Abigail off of the Triquetra’s back. There had been a reduction in social functions since the Triquetra had begun courting Lillian, taking her and Diana to the movies, to lunch, and to all the parties that the seniors attended in the town. Having Diana along offered them some protection, as well, as Cameron was sure that Diana wouldn’t lie for Lillian and say that the Triquetra had done anything that would get Harry Ridgeway breathing down their necks. Diana did not, af
The Pack's Triquetra I Like It All
Havermouth, Present TimeThey entered through the front door and Heath paused by the hall stand to take everyone’s jackets and the umbrellas as they entered. There was a flurry of activity as the items transferred from Aislen’s house to the river house were redistributed.“What do I do with… this?” Cameron regarding the wine box that he held in confusion.“Shove it into a cupboard,” Aislen suggested. “Somewhere out of the way. I suspect it will be a few days until we can get to Rideten, so they’ll have to wait.” The contents of the box were still, so she hoped that the spell trap had worked, and they remained intact.“Should we feed them?” He wondered his expression perplexed.“They’re not pets, Cam,” she laughed, her heart melting. “They’re dead rats and pieces of leaf animated by a magic spell. They don’t have stomachs.” It was adorable that he had wondered, and added to her overall feeling of rightness, standing in the foyer of the beautiful house surrounded by her men.This could
The Pack's Triquetra You Know
Havermouth, Five Years in the Past“We just need to f-k her, right?” Cameron blew out smoke, smothering a cough. Rhett watched him with interest, feeling like a scientist observing a new breed of werewolf male, something that looked familiar, but behaved in an entirely new way. “There’s no way that she’s… She’s not special,” he refused to use the other word, a muscle twisting in the corner of his jaw under the freckle that Rhett loved most of all, it’s circle darker than its neighbor’s and its form more uniformly round.The freckle was special because it was set precisely at the point that Cameron most liked to be kissed, and by the time Rhett had nibbled his way from his lips to that freckle, Cameron would go limp and pliable, and agree to anything that Rhett wanted, no matter how depraved the request.“She’s not special,” Cameron repeated putting the emphasis on the second word. “She isn’t. She’s just… hard to get. But once we get her, it will get easier… won’t it?”Rhett moved his
The Pack's Triquetra Marks of the Heart
Havermouth, Present Time“Little seductress come here,” Talen crooked his finger at her, and she crawled to the edge of the bed. He lifted her to standing so that for once she looked down on him and reached behind her to release her bra.“That’s better,” he smoothed his hand over her hair, before lowering her back down onto the mattress. “Such beauty should not be hidden behind cloth.”She was rendered speechless, her breath catching in her throat, enthralled by the tenderness in his eyes. She reached up and touched his lips, their softness warmed by his breath. She pressed her fingertips to her own lips, transferring the kiss.“Ah, little demon,” he murmured as he lay himself at her side. “I do not possess the words to tell you what you do to me.”“Talen,” she reached for him, and he covered her with his body, the warmth of his skin against hers causing her to moan in appreciation. “Oh, god, I love to feel you on me.”“How about in you?” He kissed his way across her cheek until their
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