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Havermouth, Present Time “You knew?” Aislen’s head jerked up, her eyes flashing with anger. “Your scent,” Heath sat back onto his haunches, giving her space, holding out his hands peacefully. “There’s a change and I…” He looked to either side, raising his eyebrows. “No one else has noticed?” Cameron scooted closer and buried his face into her hair, breathing in, and then tracing down her hairline and neck, over her chest and breasts towards her stomach. Aislen giggled despite herself, tickled by his snuffling against her skin. “Ah, stop, Cam,” she protested, placing the palms of her hands against his head, and pushing him away. “I might have showered not long ago, but that doesn’t mean you should be sniffing in all the places… Oh god,” she gasped as Cameron scooped her backwards, laying her out onto the mattress and pressed his nose against her stomach. “Cameron! Any further downstairs and you’re licking it!” “Ah f-k, she smells good,” Cameron muttered against her skin. “But she a
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Concordia, Eleven Hundred Years BeforeFor a moment as they passed through the reef, Thaelen could almost pretend that he was returning from a raid, and that the past few weeks had not occurred at all. The curve of sand was thick with blood slaves fishing, and the water occupied by the familiar fleet of ships. However, amongst the human slaves, he could see the sun catching on armour and swords, and in the fields beyond the sand-dunes, tents and campfires burned – evidence of the army that awaited his return.“I never knew that the world looked so beautiful to vampires,” Sigrid said with a blissful sigh as she joined him. “The colors so bright, the details so crisp… It is no wonder you are the way you are, Thaelen, for you see the world so differently to us.”“You are us, now, Sigrid,” he replied amused, looking down and ruffling her hair.She laughed. “I will get used to it eventually.”“And learn to feed with some decorum,” he teased, pulling his sleeve over the heel of his hand in
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Concordia, Eleven Hundred Years BeforeAs Beupraxia was returned to the cage, sobbing and clutching her face, Thaelen was not surprised to see that Lord Hod watched with narrowed assessing eyes. He turned back to Beupraxia. “Look at me,” he said leaning against the bars. “Look at me,” he repeated when she refused. “You know I expect obedience,” he warned her.She lifted her tear-stained face. He had healed the brands on her cheeks himself, so he knew that she was not in pain. “This,” he gestured to his face. “This does not matter if what is in here,” he touched his chest. “Is hideous. And this,” he gestured to his face again. “Does not matter, if what is here, is beautiful. We are more than our faces, our bodies, and what people think is beautiful to see. You can view this as an ending or an opportunity. Is it not too late to reform what is in the inside.”He held her eyes for a moment before straightening. “I will be back with Gera tonight,” he told her. “You have today to consider h
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Havermouth, Three Weeks agoThe car ride was silent, which was not helped by Rhett turning off the stereo. Cameron sat in the middle back seat looking between his two mates, trying to decide how bad things were. Bad, he sighed and leaned back in the seat, his chin to his chest. Things were f-ked as f-ked could get, with Heath’s attention focused inwards no doubt turning lawyer-y things over in his head and mentally preparing to fight, whilst a storm cloud of depression had settled over Rhett as he prepared to lose.“When we get there,” Heath said eventually. “I will do the talking.”Rhett blew out his breath. “What’s new?”“We wouldn’t be in this situation if you hadn’t let her go,” Heath growled.“Whose idea was it to abduct, hold her prisoner and tattoo her?” Rhett’s voice was dark and the look that he slid to Heath accusatory.“You agreed to it,” Heath’s lip curled, and his eyes were dangerous.“I was f-king desperate, and you took…” Rhett trailed off shaking his head.“I what?” He
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