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When a group of lonely shifters came together during their service with the Royal marines, they never imagined the strong pack that would develop between them.  Channeling their special operative training, they built a security firm with two alpha wolves at the head of a motley crew of shifters not known for playing well-together.

They’ve lived their lives as outcasts from their own individual species of shifters choosing to form a family with each other instead.  Until Now.  Follow the Blackbird pack as they fall victim to love one by one.

Can they guard their own hearts?



The Footie Bet


Josh and Darren grew up in Manchester, the city which is home to a rather big football (soccer) rivalry between Manchester City & Manchester United.  The two shifters root for rival teams.  They enjoy betting against each other, and not always with monetary winnings.  There was a Manchester derby recently and this was the result. 

“A kilt with nothing underneath?” Darren repeated for the third time the words his good friend and packmate, Josh, had just uttered. “A kilt?”

“Your team loses, as they do, you wear a kilt with sod all on underneath.”  Josh hadn’t been interested in the normal hundred quid bet on the upcoming derby. “For the rest of the week.”

“Why the bloody hell would you torture me with that mental image?” Elaine shuddered dramatically then started down the hall toward the tech den she called a home.  She paused outside of Steve’s office. “Oi, bossman, I’m taking next week off if the barmy fox is flashing his legs.”

“If that’s all it takes, I’ll come in starkers tomorrow.”  Darren joked before darting out of the way as a pissed off cougar tore after him. “Watch the manly bits, bloody hell, you…”

Enough!” Steve’s frustrated snarl caused everyone to freeze in place.  Elaine, in cougar form, paused with her sharp teeth at Darren’s throat. “Change back, Elaine, please?”

She shifted back and hopped off Darren to her feet. “Sorry, boss.”



“Can I go one bloody day without feeling like I’m taking care of a bunch of ten year old kids?” Steve shot a quelling look at Darren when he started to comment. “If you bloody wear a kilt to work, there better be something on underneath it, I don’t care if it’s pink knickers.”

“Kinky, boss, very kinky.” Josh dodged the smack to the head Steve sent his way.

“Get to work.”

Blackbird Advice: Free Time

Two wolves playing near forest

Another one form the grab bag of questions from readers.

What do you do in your free time?

Josh: Wank.

Elaine: Oh. My. God. You utter prat.

Josh: did I offend your sensitive ears?

Elaine: I’ll bash you over your blasted ears.

Josh: Temper, temper.

Steve: Who says they have free time?

Darren: Tyrant.

Josh: Lorcan eats carrots in his free time.

Gareth: Yeah, Ronan’s carrot.

Lorcan: Jealous?

Natasha: Are we going to bother with answering the actual question?

Darren: No.

Gareth: Is the naughty fox going to get a spanking?

Steve: I think I need bleach for my brain to get the visual out of my head.

Natasha: Did we scare you, wolf?

Josh:  The boss doesn’t scare.

Elaine:  Nope. The only thing that scares him is Ivy in a bad mood.

Darren: He’s whipped.

Gareth: Says the fox who gets spanked frequently by his mate.

Natasha: Why do we even pretend these interviews are going to accomplish anything?

Elaine: Too much blasted beer. It’s rotted our brains.

Lorcan: You assume they have brains.

Josh: I can still turn you into stew.

Lorcan: And I can still get you between the eyes with a sniper rifle and you’ll never see me.

Steve: I think we’re done for the day.

Insightful as always.

Don’t forget, if you have any questions for the pack, just shoot them over to me. Email

Blackbird Advice: What is sexy?

Two wolves playing near forest

The question was emailed to me to pose to the pack.  I’m hesitant to even ask, but here we go.

What is sexy?

Darren: Me.

Elaine: Prat.

Darren: What? Is it a lie? Look at me.

Elaine: I’d rather not vomit up my breakfast, thanks.

Steve: Is it possible to have one of these damn things without you lot devolving into snarling children?

Josh: No.

Steve: Why don’t we just answer the bloody question?  Sexy to me is the curve of Ivy’s neck and the way her hair curls around it. The way she smiles when she’s working on her photography.

Darren: Basically, Ivy. Honestly, why do you even bother asking him or Gareth? They answer the same damn way every time.

Elaine: Confidence is sexy, and not the over-confident wankers I work with. Over-confidence is not sexy at all.

Gareth: The way tight jeans cling to a woman’s arse is sexy.

Natasha: Submission is sexy.

Josh: Kinky fox.

Natasha: Do not knock what you haven’t had the courage to try.

Josh: Oi!

Lorcan: You’re all off your rockers.  Sexy is being all sweaty and muddy after a rugby match in tight shorts and a t-shirt.

Gareth: That’s called being in need of a bath.

Lorcan: Yeah? Have you seen the way Ivy watches footie matches? It’s not for the game itself.

Elaine: The rabbit has a point.

Lorcan: Bloody kitten.

Elaine: Kitten: Did he just call me a bloody kitten?

Steve: Oh bloody hell, change back, Elaine.  You can’t scratch up Lorcan’s pretty face.

*scuffling and a very loud snarl from a cougar.*

Steve: Interview over.

Well, that worked out well.

Don’t forget, if you have any questions for the pack, just shoot them over to me. Email

Blackbird New Years Resolutions

Two wolves playing near forest

I decided to ask the Blackbird pack what their New Years resolutions were:

Josh: To stop drinking so bloody much.

Darren: Taking the mickey out of Josh when he fails to stop drinking within a week.

Elaine: That’s not a resolution you useless prat.

Darren: Oi.

Elaine: My resolution is to find a new job–that doesn’t require working with moronic tossers.

Steve: Same resolution as always – not to permanently silence any of my employees.

Gareth: He really needs to get out more.  I don’t believe in New Years resolutions.

Elaine: Only because you’re incapable of keeping them.

Gareth: On second thought, I suddenly understand where the old wolf is coming from.

Lorcan:  This entire interview is an exercise in futility.

Josh: Why can’t we turn him into stew?

Natasha: My resolution is to tie my fox up more.

Josh: Not sure that counts.

Darren: I’m not complaining.

Gareth: Kinky bastard.

As always, an insightful look into the Blackbird Pack. =)

No More Tea

Two wolves playing near forest

Ten reasons the Blackbird pack is not allowed to have tea at Ivy’s mum’s house anymore:

1. Lorcan shifted into his hare form and nibbled holes in a rug.

2. Josh ate all of the Jaffa Cakes.

3. He also broke a teapot.

4. Twice.

5. Darren set a curtain on fire.

6. Elaine and Darren got into an argument and broke a chair.

7. The pack rampaged through the back garden in their shifter forms.

8. Lorcan spiked the tea once.

9. Gareth and Ivy indulged themselves in the hall closet after drinking the spiked tea.

10. So did Steve and Ivy, come to think of it.


Thanksgiving: Blackbird Style


I thought we’d ask the pack what they are most thankful for at the moment.

They were their usual charming selves about it.

What are you thankful for?

Steve: Ivy being safe.

Gareth: A good laugh.

Josh: Beer.

Darren: The hundred quid I won off of Gibbsy.

Elaine: Pillock.

Darren: Don’t be a sore loser, Gibbsy.

Elaine: Shut it. I’m thankful I’m not a pillock.

Lorcan: The joy of running through heather.

Darren: He’s thankful for carrots too.

Steve: I’d be grateful if you bloody morons would stop brawling when we’re being interviewed.

Josh: Ivy kick you out of bed again?

Steve: If you want crap assignments for the next decade, keep talking.

Natasha: I am thankful I am not a man.

Darren: So am I.

Elaine: Pillocks.