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Havermouth, Present Time“What the actual f-k are you?” Tabitha Marie breathed the words, her eyes wide and her expression covetous. “I have NEVER seen anything like that. That was insane. You are not a witch; you are something else.”“It’s not polite to ask others what they are,” Yvonne announced crisply. “It is the first thing that you’re taught when you’re a heredity witch or educated by someone who is… If you are taught anything at all and don’t just sell yourself into the craft,” she concluded tartly.Tabitha arched her eyebrow. “Darling,” she drawled cuttingly. “You can’t even stir your tea leaves without a f-king spoon. For all your haughtiness about bloodlines, inheritance, and traditional training, you’re jealous because we have what you have wanted all your life but are too ball-less to claim for yourself.”“Lemon slice,” Aislen held out her hand to Talen who took it and lifted her to her feet effortlessly, drawing her out of the circle. “We’ll take the slice and run, but th
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Havermouth, Five Years beforeAbigail returned with food and drinks on a tray, but Heath couldn’t bring himself to consume anything.“You’ll be wanting to rescue your Triquetra,” August said with sympathy. “Go on, Heath. We’ll talk again, soon, about that car, right?”“Right,” Heath felt physically ill. Having agreed to the arrangement, he knew that he couldn’t retract it, no matter what Rhett or Cameron said. Charlie, August, and Abigail would hold him to his promise And telling Rhett and Cameron was not going to be easy. He believed he had done the right thing, however, for the Triquetra, for the pack, and for Aislen, so he had to stick to the plan, no matter the reaction of his Triquetra.He left the office and started down the hallway towards the front door, before taking an abrupt detour into the guest bathroom, and emptying the contents of his stomach into the stall. “F-k,” he panted as he wiped his mouth with the paper before discarding it into the bowl and flushing.He rinsed
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Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRhett slid into Heath’s bed at just past two am on a cloud of smoke and whiskey. “Too drunk to f-k,” his dark-haired mate muttered. “Stacked it on my skateboard. Probably bleeding in your f-king sheets, but I need to sleep, and f-k knows I can’t do it at home.”Heath groaned and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp. “Let’s have a look at you,” he flung back the covers. Rhett was naked, his clothing like a bread-crumb trail leading from the bedroom door to the bed.He was bleeding, one elbow and his knee, but he was already asleep, his mouth slack and drooling, and indifferent to the smears of blood that he was leaving on the expensive Egyptian cotton sheets.Heath sighed, shaking his head and went to the bathroom for the first aid kit. Werewolves healed faster so by morning what oozed now would be scabbed over, but regardless, Heath spent a moment bandaging up his mate, before dissolving an anti-hangover pill in a glass of water and grabbing a couple o
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Havermouth, Five Years BeforeThe Allen’s owned a building company that was growing in popularity with the pack, and Heath was pleased to see Luke Allen’s car parked out front of the house when they arrived.He told Aislen to hang back out of the way whilst the Triquetra walked Luke through what they wanted done, both because it would free the Triquetra and Luke to talk more openly, and because he didn’t want to talk about her with the builder. Whilst Luke was another werewolf, he was several years older than them, and they were friendly, but not friends.“Hey,” Luke said as Heath joined Rhett and Cameron. “Nice place. I haven’t had the opportunity to see it before. I can understand why it’s the hangout spot of the moment. This view is amazing.”“Yeah, we’re lucky that Cameron came with advantages,” Heath laughed lightly, clapping his red-haired mate on the back.“The family farm here is just over two hundred hectares,” Cameron shoved his hands into his front pockets and rocked on his
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Havermouth, Five Years BeforeHeath headed towards Aislen’s house on instinct. She was the closest of his mates, and he was upset, so it was natural to seek comfort from a mate. He found her bedroom window open and shifted briefly in order to stand with his toes on the garden edge and lift himself up on the sill to look within. The bed was empty.He had a good idea where Aislen would go, he thought as he shifted back to wolf. Sure enough, he picked up her scent and traced it towards the graveyard. He was relieved to see the fragile glow of torch light filtered through the wrought iron filigree that sided the pergola and to find her sitting at the table.She was taking back her spot, he decided watching her from the shadows, reclaiming it from Charlotte. Well, he could help with that. He shifted and padded naked over to where she sat, oblivious to him. "What are you doing?" He teased her, and watched her jump, almost dropping her torch.The book that she read was an old journal, the wr
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Havermouth, Five Years BeforeHeath fed some twigs into the ashes of the firepit knowing that below the layer of ash, there was enough heat to get the fire going again. They’d be grateful in the morning when they went to make coffee and breakfast if there were still hot coals, so he’d get the fire going again whilst Rhett got his drunk on, and then the three of them would go to bed, f-k it out, and get some sleep, he decided.Rhett winced his way through a swig of whiskey, drinking to the side of his mouth away from the piercing and then deliberately swishing the whiskey over the wound, using it as a disinfectant, the action betraying how much it was paining him and his concern over the damage. He met Heath’s eye and gave a little rueful shrug – there wasn’t much that he could do other than hope that it healed alright.Heath took the whiskey bottle from him and took a swig before returning it and leaning over to throw some logs onto the firepit as the kindling leapt into flame. “I got
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Havermouth, Five Years Prior“I can’t go home - things are too bad with dad and he seems to be hanging around more than ever, and things are f-ked up with Aislen at home too, so I was thinking that Aislen and I could stay at the river house for a few days until we all find somewhere to rent in Havermouth. If we all go in to Aislen’s we can get her packed and out of there before her parents can do anything about it, right?” Rhett suggested, twisting in his seat to look from Heath to Cameron.“Sure,” Cameron leaned forward and gripped the front seats. “We can all stay at the river house. It will be fun.”“Exams next week,” Heath said softly, his heart sinking. “We should study more. But, sure, a few days at the river house won’t hurt. We can study during the daytime whilst there’s light.” What day would they take Aislen away, he wondered. Did she know that she was going to Rideten? Had that been why her suitcases had been under the bed?“Speak for yourself,” Rhett snorted. “I’m not f-ki
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