The Pack's Dragon

The Pack's Dragon

By:  Everleigh Miles  Completed
Language: English
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The Sixth book in the Havermouth Pack Series, The Pack's Dragon! The battle for Havermouth has been won, but the war against the Van Helsings has only just begun. What secrets will be revealed from Samuel's past and what role has he to play in the battle Aislen and her men will lead to take back the river towns held by the Van Helsings? The floodwaters have reached the ocean and carried with it the zombie virus, adversely affecting the Mer and marine life. When the Mer discover the source of the virus, will Aislen and her men find themselves fighting a battle on two fronts?

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Sylwyn
I have enjoyed all the books that I've previously read through yours. and I believe you were doing an excellent job with this book. you edit very well and you're so expressive and it gets you so invested and intrigued about the whole story. I love how the species are starting to blend.
2024-05-28 13:59:01
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Firefly
I thought werewolves and vampires were hot. Well, they can just scooch on down to make room for the first and only dragon hybrid I've seen and he is smoking in more ways than one!
2024-04-23 08:47:15
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tricia clark
Love this whole series!
2024-04-11 11:33:41
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Harold Underhill
Why does it say ongoing aren't there supposed to be daily updates during the week?
2024-04-09 06:18:04
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Jul Und
No updates this week?
2024-03-29 08:02:35
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Indus Leo
As always awesome writing
2024-03-25 05:48:41
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Sandy McDaniel
Updates have stopped what is going on?
2024-02-07 08:02:42
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Vernita McDaniel
Is there going to be an update after the tragic part yesterday?
2023-12-16 07:04:33
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Andy Underhill
Nothing this week in new chapters?
2023-11-23 12:30:06
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Albert McDaniel
No updates?
2023-11-04 20:54:57
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Ja Underhill
No updates today?
2023-10-21 11:07:51
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Andy Underhill
What is the update schedule have not seen any for a couple of days?
2023-10-15 09:33:49
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gcas2
i breathe these books like air, seriously the most amazing I've ever read
2023-10-11 07:13:40
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Jodi Hayles
This series is woven so well. I can't wait to see how the rest of this novel ties in.
2023-10-02 19:27:06
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Alana Goodwin
I LOVE this series-please keep it going!!! ...
2023-09-29 17:24:33
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164 Chapters
Lyric and the Cottage
Trayrock, A few days after the storm“I don’t think that you understand,” the woman was furious, tapping the toe of her high heel on the sidewalk in a rapid staccato. “I have a very important appointment in Rideten. It has taken six months to get this appointment and I get charged whether I attend or not.”“Tiff,” her husband murmured, his hand on her elbow and demeanour pleading. “It’s for public safety.”“They can’t keep us prisoner here,” Tiff shook her elbow free of his grip in order to prod her finger into the chest of the NES officer. “It’s been a week already and there’s still no power, no internet, and the phone connections are in and out in and out… I can’t even call my daughter in Havermouth, and it’s just a short drive from here! Not that I can drive to see her, because all the roads are blocked, either by your men or the flood, and I want to know what you’re doing about it!”Lyric adjusted her grip on the cardboard box of supplies she was carrying to her car. The local sho
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The Tale Of A Tail?
Trayrock, A few days after the stormLyric took a shovel and the shotgun with her. Just in case.The storm had broken branches and blown in rubbish from the town to tangle around the tree trunks. In the morning she would have to come out and salvage wood, leaves, and paper for the fire. Although it was warmer at the mouth than further up the river, the winter still crept in with the dark. Lyric didn’t like the cold.She walked past the edge of the vegetable garden and through the sort-of orderly lines of the orchard (Arthur had gotten creative with the spacing, the effect of some of the plants growing in the greenhouse, she suspected) to where the water lapped against the grass, the calmness of the ripples belying the rush of the water deeper in.On a normal day, with a normal river, the water was misleading enough - the surface would often look calm and the waters inviting. However, there was a strong undercurrent that was challenging to a strong swimmer, and dangerous to everyone el
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Pearls and Preoccupations
Trayrock, A few days after the storm“Okay,” Lyric panted as she and the man staggered to the front door, and he braced his hands against the frame. “Almost there. Just a little further.” She closed the door behind them, as they made it into the hallway.The blanket had slipped, draping down to reveal that his back was bleeding again and that he had a fantastic arse on him. She pulled the blanket back up hastily, keeping her eyes averted, and definitely not giving in to the urge to see if the front was as well proportioned.He was not steady on his feet, swaying from wall to wall drunkenly, and she desperately clutched the blanket to him, feeling skin against the palm of her hand. He stilled, breathing heavily from his efforts, and turned his head to look down at her, his eyes glowing and his nostrils flaring.“Sorry,” she removed her hand from his chest.He did not move, nor did he break eye contact.Her heart hammered against her ribs. For a moment, she was so certain that he would
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Baths and Break-Ins
Trayrock, A few days after the stormHe was really sick.If this was the water sickness, Lyric was grateful that she had escaped it. He sweated and tossed and turned, moaning his way through the night. She checked his temperature, but it was very difficult to tell if he was running one as she didn’t know whether Mermen were normally hot or cold. If he had been human, he would be feverish, however, and as he looked human, that worried her.If she gave him paracetamol or ibuprofen, would he react to it as a human would? Did she dare take the risk? If she didn’t, and he died for lack of something so simple and easily provided, would she be to blame for not administering it?She didn’t know, and the not knowing held her indecisive, until there reached a point during the night when she was just so exhausted and he seemed so ill, that she took the chance, and administered both to him.And then hoped.He seemed to find ease in the medications and slept somewhat naturally. She nodded off, wak
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The Order of Nexsis
Trayrock, A few days after the stormLyric muted the alarms that triggered as the 4WD picked it’s way through the fields, finding the tracks worn into the grasses, pausing so one of the men could get out to open the gates. Their arrival was inevitable.She needed to keep them out of the cottage. The room of monitors would start questions that she didn’t want to answer, and she had a merman in her bathtub.“Fucking hell,” she opened the draw and took out the handgun within it, checking that it was loaded although she knew that it was, before putting the safety on and hooking it into the back of her jeans.She grabbed the shotgun by the front door as she stepped out onto the porch, setting it into the bushes near the steps where she could retrieve it if she needed but it wouldn’t be immediately in sight. She began to pick garbage blown in by the storm out of the garden, creating a pile weighted beneath a broken brick, trying to ignore her racing heart.The sound of the engine broke thro
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Making Decisions
Trayrock, A few days after the storm“Oh my god, don’t your people have any sense of modesty?” She complained edging past him and reaching for the towel. Their skin slid against each other, and she smothered a gasp. Fuck Lyric, she scolded herself as she wrapped the towel around herself. This was the wrong time and definitely the wrong man to get stupid over.“Here,” she shoved a towel his way without looking at him. “If you’re done with your bath, cover it up.”“Please,” he said quietly.She chewed her bottom lip. “We can’t do anything tonight,” she said avoiding the issue. “And we can’t stay here. Get back into the bath. I’ll finish relocating to the bunker, and then come back for you. We’ll stay there tonight and discuss this further then.”He stepped past her, his tanned skin plastered with green hair catching the corner of her vision before the splash of water told her that he had returned to the bath. She picked up his discarded towel, hanging on the rack, before hurrying out of
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The Bunker
Trayrock, A few days after the storm“It is a tomb,” the merman announced as they entered the bunker.It wasn’t too far from the truth, Lyric admitted to herself. And her fear that it would, indeed, become a tomb was one of the reasons that she would be leaving with him in the morning. The main reason, she told herself, firmly. It was the main reason.“It is safe,” she told him. “Hidden, protected, and has everything that a person needs to survive for some time.”“You knew,” he frowned at her. “To have a place like this, you knew to prepare for whatever disaster has happened to the water.”“My father believed that something was going to happen, and he made the bunker because of that,” she told him.“This… religious group,” he nodded slowly. “Continuing the old wars.”“The old wars?” She put water to boil on the stovetop. “I’m not much of a cook,” she told him. “And I’m not sure what you eat.”He sat on one of the bar stools on the other side of the table. “This food does not look fami
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With The Lights Out
Trayrock, A few days after the stormLyric kept herself busy in the greenhouse and vegetable garden, preparing it to be left unattended, harvesting what she could. Some things, like root vegetables, would last for months in the bunker and be fine to eat. Other things, like tomatoes, it was better to just take them with her and eat them on the journey.She wondered what Niarthen would make of tomato.As night fell, it was unavoidable not to go back. She knew that she was a coward, but there was a siren’s call to Niarthen that was both exciting and alarming. She wasn’t entirely sure what to do about how attractive she found him. She didn’t think having sex was a good solution to the problem. Arthur had always said that sex complicated things.She’d never had this sort of reaction to someone before. Perhaps it was because he had spent so much time naked, but from the moment she had pulled him from the water, she’d been obsessing over him. “Get it out of your head,” she scolded herself st
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And In The Light
Trayrock, A few days after the stormNiarthen stepped her into the narrow passage between the bunk beds and locker, before turning, folding his big body down into the bottom bunk, and drawing her down with him so that her back was against him, and his arm was beneath her cheek. It was a tight fit, and the bunk was not long enough for him, but his bent knees parted hers, and he smoothed his hand down her sternum, over her stomach, before lifting her topmost leg over his.His cheek rested on hers, and his hair tumbled over them both. He pressed little butterflies of kisses against her skin in between almost panted breaths as his hand stroked up to cup her breast, taking the weight of it as his thumb explored her nipple.She arched against him, pressing her breast into his hold, her hand reaching back to grip his hip, pulling his body tighter to hers, feeling his cock against her arse and rubbing against it wantonly. He stroked his hand down over her rib cage, over her stomach, and prove
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Dangerous Driving
Trayrock, A few days after the stormLyric parked the black 4WD before the entrance to the bunker and hopped out to find Niarthen ready with one of the crates. “You should rest,” she told him as she opened the rear of the 4WD for him. “You are still not recovered from the water illness.”“I am well enough,” he assured her calmly stroking his hand over the curve of her skull and leaning down to rub his cheek against hers. “The worst is behind me.”She closed her eyes leaning into the caress. “Don’t be an idiot and overdo it.”He laughed under his breath and turned to return to the bunker for the next crate. It was quicker done with his help, Lyric admitted to herself as they loaded the 4WD with everything that she anticipated they would need for the journey from food that would not last in the bunker through to bedding for the nights…The nights… She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and slid Niarthen a glance under her eyelashes as he pulled on a t-shirt of Arthur’s that she had
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