The Pack's Triquetra
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Book Two in the Havermouth Pack Series - The sequel to "The Pack's Secret Keeper" ** Trigger Warnings - this is a DARK werewolf/vampire bullyboy romance book, featuring non-con/dub-con, gaslighting, violence, and a range of very kinky group sex bxg and bxb, sounding, masochism, bondage, BDSM, Daddy-Dom, and more ** Can you keep a secret? The Triquetra knows that some secrets need to be kept. They are, after all, not only werewolves, but they're lovers in a town and pack with backwards views. As if being the first bi-sexual Triquetra in pack history is not controversial enough, their female mate is a smart-mouthed, out-spoken human who seems determined to defy her alphas at every turn. Having almost lost her once, the Triquetra is determined this time to hold onto their mate, and if that means also accepting a giant bearded vampire, so be it. Can they keep their telepathic mate safe in a town whose dirty secrets she is determined to expose, or will she anger the wrong person and put them all in danger?
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The Pack's Triquetra Heath Seducing Rhett
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRhett took the groceries up to the bedroom window, sliding open the glass in order to deposit the bags inside. Heath and Aislen weren’t f-king on the bed, which made him wonder what they were doing. He followed the veranda around to the balcony and saw them through the kitchen windows. Heath had the first aid kit out and was applying arnica to Aislen’s arse.The expression on Heath’s face as he applied the cream to the bruises caused Rhett’s heart to twist within his chest. He stepped into the open door, catching the doorframe in his hands, and leaned into the room. Heath looked up, meeting his eyes, despair written clearly across his face.What the f-k had happened? Rhett wondered, his heart thudding within his chest.“Let that sit on the skin until it sinks in,” Heath said as he put the lid back on the cream. He washed his hands in the sink and put the first aid box away. “Go see what Cameron is up to,” he said without turning to face her.Rhett searche
The Pack's Triquetra Friday Blues
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRhett wasn’t averse to physical activity precisely, but he preferred to get it f-king than running around the oval. However physical education was mandatory at school for werewolves as physical exertion helped manage alphas’ more anti-social aggressive traits, and he’d skipped so many times that Mr Owens had threatened to speak to Abigail if Rhett didn’t show up at least once before the end of the year.If he’d been in the same class as Cameron or Heath, Rhett might have turned up more often, but their class schedules meant that they were in different physical education groups.As Heath had decided that they would stay until lunch, Rhett decided to comply with Mr Owens’ requirement and actually show up to class. It was a werewolf only physical education class, although the humans didn’t know that, as it allowed the werewolves to exert themselves without exposing their supernatural abilities – a bunch of werewolves running the oval tended to be fairly even
The Pack's Triquetra The Storms End
Havermouth, Present Time“Kinky f-king boys,” she laughed as Rhett lifted her onto the bed and she held onto the suspension rails as she stepped across the mattress, placing a foot on either side of Heath’s head and looking down at him, with her hair falling down around her and without a stitch of clothing on. “Do you like the view?” She teased him.His smirk smouldered as his hands stroked up her calves. “You know that I do, but I find that I’m getting short-sighted in my old age, and you might need to bring that beauty closer for me to appreciate it fully.”Talen’s eyes opened and lifted to watch, his lips curling with an approving smile.Aislen used the headboard to steady her as she knelt, sitting on his chest. “Close enough?” She asked him as he caressed over the generous swells of her thighs to her hips. She gasped as he tugged her forward and dragged his tongue over her c-nt. “Oh, god,” she moaned gripping onto the headboard as he pulled her tightly to his face seeming to decid
The Pack's Triquetra Sweetness
Havermouth, Present Day“We are going to discuss this further,” Heath said as Rhett pulled up at Aislen’s father’s house. “But, right now, it is wet, we are all cold, tired, and exhausted.”“What is going on with you Heath?” Aislen asked him, feeling the echoes of his fear like cobwebs of ice winding around her internal organs. “We’ve been distracted by face-eating monsters and missing little girls… What happened whilst we were away that has you so…” She broke off as his grey eyes met hers.“So what?” Rhett turned from the driver’s seat.“Exhausted,” Heath told him. “That has me so exhausted.”“Yeah,” Aislen agreed slowly. “That’s what I meant.”“Well,” Talen reached for the door handle. “Let us go inside.”Aislen shuddered as the cold whipped away the heat of the cab and slid out of the Ute after Heath. The five of them ran across to the porch and Heath unlocked the door using his set of keys because Aislen couldn’t find hers.The house smelled stale and empty after being closed up o
The Pack's Triquetra The Hunger
Havermouth, Present Time“My place has become inaccessible due to the flood, unfortunately,” Leighton told Cameron. “So, I am having to improvise. If you will head towards the warehouse district just beyond the MegaStore, I would appreciate it, Cameron.”“Suuuure,” Cameron’s eyes met Aislen’s in the rear-view mirror before he focused on the road.“I am pleased that you have heeded my advice,” Leighton Richard said to Aislen and Talen. “And looked after Nora for me rather than the alternative.”“We found her snacking on Shaun Bascall,” Rhett twisted in the seat in order to look at Leighton. “He didn’t survive the experience.”“Ah,” Leighton grimaced. “That is unfortunate.”“You’re going to tell us what the f-k is going on,” Aislen said to him firmly.Leighton lifted an eyebrow. “Am I?”“Yes,” Aislen nodded slowly. “Because you need us to be f-king quiet about this if you plan on continuing to live in Havermouth, and I think you can’t leave here, so you don’t have much choice.”“I could
The Pack's Triquetra The Breaking Point
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeHeath cleared his throat, wrestling that thought back, trying to refocus, to try to explain to Aislen without using the words forbidden to him what he was trying to achieve, what the future would hold now that she was behaving herself and they had claimed her. “Are you applying to the local university, Aislen?” He asked, choosing practicality. If there was a bribe that needed to be paid, he’d organize it.“I don’t know,” she said barely audibly. “I don’t know what to study and I doubt I have the grades.”As if that made a difference in the werewolf world, he thought with a flash of amusement, but, of course, she didn’t know that. “Your grades are okay. If you do well in the exams at the end of the month, you can make up the difference… Rhett says that you’re very good at art,” he thought about the scholarship that the pack was trying to arrange for her with disdain. “He’s very certain that he wants to go into tattoos and piercings… would something like th
The Pack's Triquetra Chasing Off Charlotte
Havermouth, Five Years Before Charlotte was waiting at the grassy knoll at recess. Heath could tell from the expression on her face that she already knew what his response would be, but that she was helplessly drawn into having the confrontation. It wasn’t the first time that one of the human girls had needed to be told. Many just knew, and in knowing, did everything possible to avoid that final humiliation of rejection, but there had been three or four that had stubbornly refused to believe that they had been used until they were told. Rhett had passed him in the hallway before second lesson and had told him that he had seen Aislen crying as Ms Grace took her into her office, and so that lesson had been spent with an unsettling dread, trying to figure out what had happened that Ms Grace had pulled Aislen out of class. Combined with the stress of knowing that the news that Aislen was their mate was spreading through his peers by way of Havermouth gossip, Heath didn’t have any patienc
The Pack's Triquetra Coffee and Confirmation
Havermouth, Five Years Before Heath woke as Cameron was dressing and turned to peer out the window where the blinds let in just a slither of light. The sky was only just beginning to lighten. Cameron was dressing for his morning chores, in torn worn jeans and a thick flannelette shirt. Rhett was a huddle on the other side of the bed, burrowed so deep into the covers that only a tuft of black hair was visible. Heath sat up, easing out of the bed. “You don’t have to get up,” Cameron whispered, pausing in the doorway. Heath shrugged. “Might as well go to the gym. I’ll see you at school.” The workout helped to clear Heath’s head, and he was feeling positive about the day ahead as he showered and dressed in his school uniform. His phone buzzed as he fixed his tie in the bathroom mirror and he checked the message. “F-k,” he ground out through his teeth in irritation. Abigail had summoned them on Sunday night to a meeting at the Havermouth Estate. “Ergh,” he groaned as he stuffed his t
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