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The Pack's Rebels Harry’s Note
New Estra, Two Hundred and Fifty Years BeforeTalen sent the girl to a ship bound for New Estra in the care of his current blood slave, Georgette, who he knew would be kind. The girl needed kindness, he thought grimly. He could not imagine what she was going through, abused by the father, and discarded by the mother because of it.“And after?” Georgette had asked him quietly.“She cannot come back here. See if Meguitte has any ideas. Perhaps she needs a new maid,” Talen suggested hopefully. “If not, send me word, and I will contact Sigrid.”By the time he returned to his office the day was aging. His thoughts turned from the mother and daughter to Joseph Cline. The miners would be leaving the mine and making their way home. There were many, many ways to kill a man, however he could not openly commit a murder, or he’d find himself without a workforce in the morning. Whilst a mine made for some very interesting opportunities to make it appear accidental, he wanted to look Joseph Cline i
The Pack's Rebels Before It’s Too Late
New Estra, Two Hundred and Fifty Years Before** Trigger Warning: This chapter contains an emergency c-section and infant loss. This is not highly detailed. **Tony’s predicted rain came late, arriving with full dawn as Talen stopped by Tony’s house, waking the other vampire from sleep with his hasty explanation, before riding to the docks. There were no ships at dock, and Talen cursed Harry under his breath. He suspected that Harry had left so swiftly in order to avoid having to discuss the matter further with Talen that the other vampire hadn’t considered that the fastest route to Sigrid was the ship that Harry had absconded upon.Which made Talen think that whatever was going on with Sigrid, Harry had a hand in it. Had Harry played a prank that had gotten out of control? How out of control? Before it’s too late… What did that mean?“F-king hell,” Talen grumbled under his breath. He could not run the distance. There were too many obstacles between if he did not take the road, and he
The Pack's Rebels The Slaughter
New Estra, Two Hundred and Fifty Years Before Talen opened the farmhouse to find it full of vampires, all of whom rose to their feet as he entered. Unlike the feral, wild ones outside, these were fully dressed, disheveled rather than filthy, and moved to intercept him, ordering him out of the house, and pushing him back, mistaking his travel and blood-stained clothing. When he pushed back against their hold, he found them strong, not weak like those outside. “What is going on here?” He demanded of them through his teeth. “Where is Sigrid?” That surprised them, and they released him, stepping backwards as they re-evaluated him, drawing together. “Well?” He snarled. “I have ridden all this way on word that I was needed, and I find this!” He threw his arm towards the open door and the shrieking and snarling vampires in the dark. “What has happened here?” “They are…” One of the vampires spoke. “Well, they are the wild ones, the ones that didn’t work, but didn’t die… They’re high on dead
The Pack's Rebels Don’t Get Blown Up
Havermouth, The Present The mood of the mob of Havermouth residents and the werewolf army changed gears as they passed into the streets around the hospital. Cameron reached out and took her hand, but his eyes were on Heath. She saw Heath’s nostrils flare, his expression tense. The noise of the Unimog meant that they couldn’t talk, but she could read the expressions of her men as they approached the cement roadblock between them and the hospital. Talen and Heath hopped down and between them moved the roadblock out the way. Behind the line of trucks, Havermouth’s residents followed, some on foot, trailing behind, whilst others had piled onto the trays of Utes and as the Unimog trucks came to a stop, and everyone offloaded, Aislen saw the looks that passed through the people. They were afraid. They had expected the adrenaline of violence, to find Van Helsings standing in opposition, to fight their way through them. Instead, there were no Van Helsings to be seen, and the air was heavy
The Pack's Rebels What’s The Nature of Your Emergency?
Havermouth, The PresentTalen pulled Cameron out of the crowd that had formed around Rhett. “Do not become separated from Morgana and Rhett,” he told him, leaning his forehead to the red-haired alpha’s. “Watch sharply for danger if the three of you go into any of the houses. Be aware that Rhett’s reactions may be impacted by his exhaustion, and that Morgana does not possess either the strength or speed of werewolf.”“Talen,” Cameron protested, gripping his shoulders. “I’m coming you.”“You need to stay here, Cam,” Talen told him firmly. “With Morgana and Rhett. They need you.”“What the f-k do you think is inside the hospital?” Cameron’s head turned towards the building and the crumpled carpark of tents, his eyebrows pulling together in concern.“I do not know,” Talen replied honestly. “But we can all smell that there are dead bodies under these tents. I think, as they have not moved to intercept us, they are not zombies. But I cannot be sure, knowing that there are zombies lose in th
The Pack's Rebels The Good Guys
Havermouth, The PresentThere were no triggers that could be determined from outside, and so they moved to the external doors, weapons held ready, whilst the bomb experts forced the frosted glass doors open.The zombie burst out of the opening. A Van Helsing, his body covered in third degree burns, with bandages just clinging in places, and IV lines dangling from the needles in his veins, he let out a horrible, inhuman, screech.Rohan’ s men’s gunfire sliced through the zombie at the knees, and as he collapsed, he continued in his efforts to reach them, clawing along the floor with surprising speed, dragging lower legs that clung only by a few sinews and strings of skin, leaving behind a gory trail.Rohan’s bullet exploded the Van Helsing’s skull, splattering the ground and walls in brain matter. Heath regarded his childhood friend in surprised re-evaluation. He wanted to tease Rohan playfully, as his friend had done blowing him a kiss earlier, to take the edge off his uneasy surprise
The Pack's Rebels Time To Surrender
Havermouth, The PresentCameron stood on the tray of the Unimog next to Aislen watching as Heath and Talen made their way through the white tents. Beside the werewolf soldiers, it was not easy to keep Talen within eyesight, he towered over even the tallest, something that made Cameron slightly nervous as it would also make Talen a target.Aislen gripped Cameron’s arm in both hands, her eyes also glued to their mates.“Give me a hand up, Cam?” Rhett called up pulling Cameron’s eyes down, and he bent over to grip Rhett’s wrist in his hand, lifting his mate up too easily.“Shit Rhett,” Cameron scolded his mate as Rhett rose to his feet and dusted his palms off on his knees. “You could compete as a featherweight.”Rhett scowled. “I could still take you, puppy.”Cameron pulled a dubious face. “Not at the moment, you couldn’t.”“Shut up with that crap,” Rhett’s attention was on their mates, and not their conversation, so his banter was absent minded. The ambulances and tents partially obscu
The Pack's Rebels The Missing Person
Havermouth, The PresentAs Cameron stepped in front of Aislen, Rhett wrapped his arms around her and hauled her back into the house, hoping that the puppy would follow, but possessing only the strength to lift one mate. As he shoved Aislen into the house, he heard a gunshot ring out, and jerked around in time to see Cameron hit the ground.Aislen shrieked, her face contorting in pain and fear. “Cameron!”“F-k,” Rhett scrambled on all fours to where Cameron had collapsed on the footpath.There was a roar from the direction of the hospital, and suddenly one of the Van Helsing 4WD’s was flipped onto its side. Heath jerked as a bullet grazed along his cheek bone and blurred out of sight again. A thunder of footprints tore Rhett’s eyes from where his blonde mate had been to where the soldiers who had been in the houses ran towards the shelter offered by the upturned 4WD and Unimogs and began to lay down covering fire for those who had been caught exposed by the tents.He heard Talen’s voic
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