Gwyneth Kara sat on the chair in Mason's office while Mason's new beta, Keith, asked her to leave. "I have the right to see Alpha Mason. I am his friend," She complained, and I walked in. "Ex," I corrected her, and she was a bit shocked but did a good job hiding it. I could easily pick her shock from the way she froze before looking in my direction. I walked to Mason's desk and sat on his chair. "How may I help you, Kara?" I asked her, leaning back into the chair. "I came to see Alpha Mason and not you," she shot back, and I smiled. "Whatever you have to discuss with my mate, you can discuss with me," I told her, still smiling. Keith stood guard, but I linked him to meet Mason inside, and he left. I could easily take Kara, so I did not need a bodyguard. "You know you are no good for him, Gwen. Mason deserves love. One he does not have to share, and you can't give him that," She said to me. "Well, the goddess believes otherwise. Even if he has to be with someone else, it shouldn
Mason Getting ready to go to the human town for the meeting was difficult because Gwen and I did not sleep early. We went hunting and later did other stuff. It was almost like we were on vacation. I missed my best friend and the triplets, but I am grateful for my time alone with Gwen. I wondered why it wasn't like this when she was with me at the forest park. If only Marcus wasn't controlling and we weren't suspecting each other, we wouldn't have had those painful memories, but I guess everything that happened had strengthened our bond. Watching Gwen get ready for our meeting was entertaining on its own. She was yet to decide what to wear. "Just wear a plain t-shirt and jeans," I finally said because I knew it would take forever for her to decide what she would wear. As I watched her, I knew I had made the right decision to be with her. Gwen finally decided on black jeans and a t-shirt just like me, and I smiled at her. We opted to use the wrangler jeep because the ride would be bu
Gwyneth I could not believe that Mason would agree like that. The agent bitch, had backed him into a corner, and instead of pushing back like a leader and Alpha would, he let her have her way. Mason reminded me at that moment of my father. I was so angry I did not say a word to him throughout our trip back. The moment we got home, I went straight to shower because I was angry, and I did not want to say things I might end up regretting. How did Mason expect me to share my home with a human bitch who had a thing for him? The way she looked at him did not go amiss, and I wanted to gouge her eyes out. Mason had told her we were together, but that was not a deterrent to her. I was really mad. The truth was, she didn’t have to stay with us, she shouldn’t stay with us. If she wants to be in the midst of wolves, the packhouse at either Forest or Eclipse pack would have been enough, but she wanted to stay in my house, and Mason had agreed without giving me a say in the matter. I was very angr
Mason Gwen's reaction to Agent Style's request was normal. I expected it, but she needed to know she had nothing to worry about. Gwen was worried for the wrong reasons. The real issue was why Ingrid Styles was coming to stay with us. I knew it was not to 'help' the investigation as she tried to put it. It was to prove that Marcus and I were guilty and blow our peace treaty to bits. I knew what Marcus was doing at the Clement pack was important, but we needed him home. The whole spending time with Gwen stuff was cute and quite considerate, but I did not need any convincing to know that the love was the same. I did not know how Gwen would feel about my decision to ask Marcus. She had compared me to Marcus in the heat of anger, saying he would have given her a say at the meeting, but I doubted it. I did not want to hurt her feelings or argue with her, that was why I was silent. I doubted Marcus would have even let her go into the building. My mate needed to learn some patience. I had cal
Mason Our meal finally arrived. I teased Gwen as much as I wanted while we waited, and I knew she would burst soon. If not in the restaurant, then in the car, but there was no way she would take her cravings home. "So, what do you think we should do about Ingrid?" she asked, cutting into her steak, and I almost broke my fork. The thought of the agent got me upset. How could they even think that Marcus and I would have a hand in this? We did not need organs. We were not into the organ business. If we need donors, we could easily find them in the wolf community. I believed someone was trying to set us up, and I did not know why. It was either that or the government wanted to take control of our community but needed a reason to invade it. I wouldn't put it past humans, all they would need is a bunch of greedy, stupid wolves, and it would stick. We needed to be careful. I knew it was best we halt our building plans, and tried to solve this matter quickly before it got out of hand. "Hon
Mason Marcus and I went to play a video game in the living room while Gwen retired to bed. I had missed my best friend, and he knew it. "So, how was the honeymoon?" he teased, and I laughed. "Really, Marcus? We have been 'honeymooning' for two years now," I pointed out, and he nodded. "I guess so. Times fly past really fast," he said, and we laughed. I knew his real reason for being scarce, and this was the time to iron things out with him. "Marcus," I said with a serious tone, and he paused the game to listen to me. "I know why you have been making yourself scarce lately, I want to tell you there is no need for that," I said. He tried to speak, and I stopped him. "There is no need, Marcus, because there is no competition. I do not feel left out. Gwen loves us equally. I know this and Adrian knows this. I noticed how awkward she has been lately, and I do not like it. I want both of you to disregard the gossip, and let's make this thing work. It is no longer a love triangle, we
Mason I got to the house and shifted back to my human form to make a call. Gwen was having her morning Yoga sessions when I arrived. I smiled at her so I won't alarm her and rushed inside. I prayed she wouldn't follow me. I got to my phone, still naked, and called Keith. He answered on the first ring. "Keith, I want you and Gabriel here asap. Bring Doctor Kimberly with you. Make it covert. No one must know you are coming to my home. Meet me in the forest. Follow the human blood scent to get to our location." I instructed and hung up. I called Michael and told him to come with Alfred leaving Scott in charge of the Eclipse pack. I gave him the same instructions on how to locate us and hung up. It was finally time to call Ingrid Styles, and I dreaded it. I wish I didn't have to, but it was the best option we had. Because whoever was taking those pictures in the forest was not taking them for an art display. He or she wanted to use it against us, and we needed to counter their plans b
Mason Gwen packed the food nicely in the basket, and I placed the slacks on it. She did not want to let me go, but I knew I could not stay any longer than I already had. "We will return as soon as we are done. Meanwhile, I need you to be vigilant here. Remember to check the monitor in our home office to see what is going on outside the house," I told her, and she nodded. She kissed me again, and I stepped out. I shifted, and she helped me with the handle of the basket. Lifting the basked with my jaws, I headed towards the woods to meet Marcus. I arrived at the location and found Marcus there, still staring at the corpses. I laid the basket down, and we both shifted back to our human forms. I handed him his slacks and wore mine. After we dressed up, he pointed at the food. "How were you able to convince her not to come?" he asked, and I smiled. Asshole, that was why he sent me instead of going by himself. "Asshole," I told him, and he laughed. He shrugged his shoulders and went t
Gwen. We were amazed when we arrived at the airport in Gardenia. It was a beautiful view. There were video commercials and posters that had wolves on. It was as it was described; a werewolf country, or so it seemed. The people were friendly at the airport. The arrival had many free souvenirs for visitors. I felt my babies kick, and I knew this was it. The triplets were so excited it was challenging to hold on to them. Marcus and Mason were doing everything they could to stop them from running about the place. Linbec put us in a situation where we had to hide away, demarcated from the rest of the world, but this place was different. It celebrated us. I saw a video of the president welcoming visitors, and I wondered if they created a welcome video every time they had a new president or if this guy was just different. When we stepped out, Marcus wanted to look for two cabs when a government-licensed S.U.V parked in front of us. A friendly-looking guy in a suit exited the S.U.V and ca
Gwen. It did not take long for the suspects to be arraigned in court. Larry took a plea bargain and had a significantly reduced sentence. Benjamin took his own life. I knew it was because he could not deal with the shame of what he did. Honestly, I was glad he was dead. Being a former president, I doubted if his punishment would be much, and it would have been wrong to let him get away with all the heinous crimes he committed. Michael and Ingrid were trying to resolve their differences, but he had difficulty trusting her. I pleaded with him to give her a second chance because we knew she stood no chance against Larry and Benjamin. He was still angry over the fact that she did not open up to him. Michael was content with being friends and kept it that way for now. Hopefully, they would resolve their differences in the future, and he would forgive her. I knew they still loved each other very much. Hopefully, they will see it too and put the past behind them. The wedding was going to t
Mason. The new development was highly welcomed, and I could not wait for it to start. As much as I did not want to trust Barnes and Miles, I knew they were being sincere for now. It was easy to believe because it was a union that would have mutual benefits. I sat in the car and couldn't wait to get home to Gwen and the triplets. Retirement was still in the plan even though the peace seemed as if it would be stable. I could not wait to see Gwen and the triplets and celebrate the joy with them. "Can you believe what is about to happen?" I asked Marcus, and he smiled at me, nodding. "Gwen will be most thrilled about it." He replied, and that was when I summoned the courage to ask what I wanted. "Marcus," I said, and he looked at me eagerly. " I know everything is alright and well, but I want to ask Gwen to marry me," I said, and he frowned at me. "Is it because of the humans?" he asked, and I shook my head. "Not at all, Marcus; it is something that I had pondered about for a whil
Marcus. We got ready for the meeting with Barnes. As much as Gwen wanted to come with us, I did not allow it. She needed to rest. It was tough convincing her to remain, but she eventually agreed. Michael came around to keep her company, so It was easier for us. I had placed Michael as Beta, and everyone had reverted to their old ranks. Scott was the most pleased. I could see his relief. I did not know the work I delegated to him was that much until I saw his relief. Gwen and Michael had a lot of catching up to do, and I was hopeful that she would not even notice our absence. Michael refused to get back together with Ingrid, and I wanted to talk to him about it. I knew he was still mad at her but judging the situation, I believed it was best he forgave for the sake of his peace. Our children would be out of the bunker by the time we returned, and I was eager to see them hold them and play with them. It had been tough being without them. I was glad that everything seemed to be over.
Marcus. I could not believe what had just happened to us. A solution and a problem. The mindless wolves they showed would be the first image humans of Linbec will have about us. There was no sensible way to manage this situation. If we are ever discovered, how will we prove to them that we is nothing like what they had seen on their screens? The human pop culture about us did not help matters either. We were fucked. Gardenia started looking more promising than it was yesterday. "What do we do now?" Mason asked. I could see the frustration in his eyes. "Breathe, and let it all play out," Gwen said, and I looked at her because she was panicking just now. "The government likes to control its citizens. Knowledge is power, and the government would not allow the citizens to have that kind of power. They will find a way to throw it off." She said, and I frowned at her. "Do you know how many werewolf sightings and stories they have buried? This will not be the first, nor will it be the la
Gwen. It was amazing how simple the solution was. We had overthought many things, and that had somehow blown the issue out of proportion. If Barnes was right and could be trusted, it simply meant that everything would be alright. I intended to discuss retirement with Marcus and Mason. I know how much they liked running things, but we needed to focus on our family. I was tired of putting myself in harm's way for the sake of ingrates. We had lives too, and our lives were important. Our children needed us. As much as I would love to remain in charge, I just wanted to run my home and start a floral business. I had enough of the war. I wanted love and peace. After our discussion with Barnes, Marcus decided we should go to our second home, it had been a while, but that place held memories. Memories of my cripple days. It was there that I began to look within and appreciate what I really had. Being Luna did not matter anymore to me in that house. My children were with me, and I had concei
Mason. Gwen slept most of the day, so I opted to carry her to the room while Marcus closed the office. She opened her eyes the moment I lifted her from the couch. "I can walk, Mace," she said with a sleepy smile. Her scent was more like mine. She looked cute, and I smiled at her. "Let me carry you, Gwen," I said, and she wrapped her arms around my neck to oblige me. She rested her head against my chest and tried to drift back into sleep. Our mission must have really drained her, and her body was currently trying to adjust. While I carried Gwen towards the packhouse, I thought of the possibility that we might not fight a war, and I was thankful. If Barnes comes through for us, we can fix the problem, retire in peace and build our family. Marcus was right not to want war. We had too much to lose. Carrying Gwen in my arms made me realise just how much we had to lose. I was sure that she would not back down if it came to war, and I could not bear to lose her. She might be immune to si
Marcus. It was amazing to see how quickly Larry cracked after seeing the press release. It also showed the shallow nature of human friendship. Larry was loyal, and Benjamin wasn't. Larry's love for Mia also was troubling especially knowing how they viewed our kind and what they intended to use us for. It is heartbreaking. "Why should we trust you?" I asked Larry, but his crimson eyes had said it all. He was hurt, broken and felt betrayed. "This was not my plan," He said, "Benjamin had made some bad decisions that had affected our currency and economic stability. Many bad decisions that they would ask for his head if the people knew. Of course, Barnes wasn't in the know, and we kept it that way. Eventually, it was going to be exposed." He said, and I got curious. I wasn't patient with vague explanations. I prefered details, so I interrupted him. "Can you be specific about his mistakes?" I asked him, looking bored, and he nodded. He looked at the television long and hard. I was sure
Mason. I could not believe the extent of the wickedness of Larry and Benjamin. I wondered who else was in on it. To think of us as tools and disposable was cruel and wicked. I thought of Mia and could not imagine the torture the woman had gone through at the hands of that monster. If he did not see us as humans, he must have treated her like an animal. I felt sorry for her, and I could not wait for Timber to get back to us. "Are you really going to inform them at Gardenia?" Gwen asked Marcus, and he looked as if he was thinking about it. "I do not know, really," he said, and I frowned at him. "Are you contemplating it?" I asked him, and he looked at me a bit confused. "I have never been out of Linbec before, and neither have you. How the hell are we supposed to inform them? Who do we tell? Even if Timber can help us get the word across, we really do not know who these people are and what they are capable of. Even though Linbec's government is wrong for trying to take over another