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Rhett to the Rescue
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The Pack's Vampire Meguitte's Familiar
Concordia, Eleven Hundred Years BeforeThaelen climbed the ladder to the guard point at the top of the gate, shading his eyes as he scanned the horizon, the wind dragging his hair and the beads that Sigrid had persuaded him to let her place in his beard rattling. The human blood slaves were making their way back towards the tents and stronghold for their midday meal, whilst the vampires continued their efforts building watch towers at high points of the topography.The fortifications changed the familiar landscape. There were pits being dug to slow the approach of an armed force of horse riders, and further afield, whole sections of the forest were being felled to provide the wood for all the building work. They replanted as they felled, but it would take decades for the trees to grow back.Thaelen mourned the changes, as necessary as they were, they further stripped away his childhood, his memories no longer matching what he saw. He had lost so much, he thought, he did not know if he
The Pack's Vampire A Forest of Corpses
Concordia, Eleven Hundred Years BeforeThe sixty Lords and Ladies who had originally settled Concordia had done so after a series of tragic losses, choosing isolation from the rest of their species in exchange for safety, and deciding to blindly follow the vision of a Seer that had foretold that they would find their safe home on the other side of the mountain range that humans had long declared to be impassable.They had gathered their blood slaves and begun a convoy through the mountains, driving ahead of them goats and rugged mountain sheep, the passage of which cut a path for the vampires and humans to follow. So long had their convoy been that it was said that they had spanned the entire range, with the tail still at the starting point as the first goats made their way down onto the plains at the foot of the mountains in Concordia.The ancestors had no knowledge of the land that would greet them – efforts to explore had been thwarted by the rocky coast and the rough waters on the
The Pack's Vampire Victims of War
Concordia, Eleven Hundred Years Before“Well, they definitely know that we’re here somewhere, as they’re now looking for us,” Thaelen observed dryly as he watched as two scouts fought against the hold of his men, frantically seeking freedom as they were stripped of clothing. Their screams and pleas were muffled behind the gags that were tied so tightly around their heads that their lips were pulled back and their cheeks indented.The gags, and the tightness in which they were tied, were necessary. The shrieks of previous captives had almost led to Thaelen’s capture when they had drawn the attention of a group of traitor vampires searching the trees for Thaelen’s force.Thaelen kept his face controlled as the men were impaled and the stakes hoisted and set into the holes in the ground. It was a terrible way to die and was intended to be. Every day that the human force found new bodies in the forest killed in increasingly horrendous ways, the more soldiers deserted, fleeing back towards
The Pack's Vampire The Weight of Choice
Concordia, Eleven Hundred Years BeforeThe ornate armour of Thaelen’s ancestors creaked and clanked, the extra weight on his body making each footstep heavy on the ground, but its appearance was a visual reminder of his heritage as Thaelen fronted the approach of his army to the war camp of Lord Kellen, Aeri and Nothran, the vampire soldiers leaving their tasks to line up behind the three Lords as they moved to greet him.“This is close enough, my king,” Hod murmured.“Hmm,” Thaelen took three more steps. “My advisor, Lord Hod, would recommend me to stop,” he called out to the Lords. “This is an era where friends and family ally with the enemy and slip poison into the welcome drink, so his advice is sound and I should consider every vampire Lord in Concordia a potential enemy, however, I like to believe that you find the actions of Inora and Yeric just as detestable as I do, and that you are here to assist me in bathing Gyrd’s fields in human blood, and seeking justice from the traito
The Pack's Vampire The Wisdom of Mercy
Concordia, Eleven Hundred Years BeforeThaelen was pleased to see Gyrd and his son leave through the stronghold gate as Thaelen led his army within the range of the archers on the walls of Gyrd’s stronghold – a move that required confidence that Gyrd would not turn traitor and shoot them from behind. The Lord’s presence was reassurance that treachery was not planned although the archers remained at alert, the top of the wall bristling with their strung bows.“My king,” Gyrd bowed. “You are a welcome sight to behold in the Gulgane armor.”“Gyrd,” Thaelen reached out to clasp the Lord’s arm. “And Timal,” he greeted Gyrd’s son and heir. “I thank you for your loyalty to the Gulgane family, and for holding this stronghold against the invading humans.”They turned to regard the campsite. The distance made the details difficult to make out, however there was no gathering of men, no readying of the siege machines that they had been constructing, and minimal activity. Thaelen narrowed his eyes
The Pack's Vampire King Thaelen
Concordia, Eleven Hundred Years Before Thorarin looked out from the top of the sand dune. “A kings worth is measured not by his success on the battlefield during times of war, but in his daily judgements. It is too easy, my son, for a man to overlook the day-to-day in seeking glory, but the true glory of a ruler lies not in the battles won, but in the actions that he takes during peace time.” “Father,” Thaelen’s voice caught in his throat as he watched the wind string out Thorarin’s hair, the colored beads arranged in a pattern that only Abara had ever mastered and had taken to the grave with her. “How did you die? I must… I need to know. Were you…” He closed his eyes on the tears that burnt there, but they escaped anyway, sliding down his cheeks and into his beard. “Was it peaceful?” “Is death ever peaceful, Thaelen?” Thorarin replied without looking at him. “Especially for immortals such as we are? But, yes, perhaps. I recall little of it. We drank… and slept, and there was no mor
The Pack's Vampire Rhett's Attempt
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeRhett couldn’t concentrate, so it was lucky that he didn’t have any clients booked – he had cleared his schedule anticipating that they would still be at the river house with Aislen. He pottered aimlessly in his office as a result, shuffling paperwork that he didn’t have the focus to read, and collecting up the empty coffee cups that clustered on every surface, pulling his face at those which had a skin of green over them.Coffee was a good idea, he decided, and the walk to Boyston’s and back would clear his mind, even if the trip risked him bumping into Heath. His blond mate had returned from work the night before in a foul mood having broken his own rules and gone to see Aislen, only to find the vampire already there.Rhett was the only one who hadn’t broken the rules so far, as Cameron had come knocking on his door the previous afternoon, still sweating from his run and reeking of sex with Aislen. Rhett had been trying to do something constructive with
The Pack's Vampire The Discussion Part One
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeJules leaned against the fence and wiped his brow on the back of his sleeve. “That’s done then,” he decided his eyes on the indignant wet sheep in the holding pen. They’d spent the day putting this part of the herd through the dip – a process that Rhett always found comical when he was drafted in to help, enjoying the complaints of the sheep as they treaded dosed water before being drained and released into the pen.Cameron had left him in bed that morning, however, as Rhett wasn’t himself. The sex the night before had been… strange. It had held shadows of the early part of the last five years, when sex between the Triquetra had been about hurting each other as much as getting off. Rhett hadn’t hurt Cameron precisely, but Cameron had known that the sex hadn’t been about him, although he was the recipient, but about Aislen.“Yeah,” Cameron agreed. “I’ll grab a shower, change and head home.” He headed towards the house.Jules checked the gate before followin
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