Gwyneth If I didn't know my room so well, I would have guessed that I had wandered into the wrong place. Where was everything now? I sat on the bed, not knowing whom to ask or what to do. I looked for my cell phone, but it wasn't there. I had left it to charge. I began to panic. I always called my father. How am I going to communicate with him now? I tried hard not to cry. I was about to lie down when a lady entered the room. "Luna Gwyneth, Alpha Marcus asked us to move your things to his quarters. Please follow me." the woman said, and I thought I didn't hear her right. Did she just refer to me as luna? Maybe she hadn't gotten the memo yet. I wasn't Luna, but I kept it to myself. I wasn't going to correct her. Why did that man move my stuff to his room? What was he up to? I couldn't stand him; how was I going to be able to sleep with him lying next to me. Had he somehow decided to consummate the marriage? The thought of that frustrated me. I followed her silently until we got to hi
Gwyneth I woke up the next morning feeling light and free. It was an amazing feeling. I was alone on the bed, and my heart sunk a bit. Did Alpha Marcus sleep on the couch? I went up to check and realised he wasn't in the room. He must have got up early and gone out. Alphas were usually busy. I would have been surprised to find him still asleep. Someone knocked on the door. And I answered immediately. Food was brought in for me. "Good morning, Luna," the servers greeted me, which was odd. Usually, they served the food quietly and left, but this was different. They served it with the utmost respect and left. I sat on the bed in the room and looked around me. There was so much peace. I thought of what transpired between Alpha Marcus and me. My face coloured, and I had a tingling feeling in my stomach. He was so gentle, and he took me by surprise. Leah was taken by him already. If life was going to be like this with him, then my father's arrangement wasn't so bad after all. I showered
Gwyneth "Did you sleep well?" He asked, and I managed to reply. "Good, I had to take an emergency trip this morning. I might be away for two weeks. I am leaving you and Micheal in charge. Don't let me regret it." He said, and before I could say anything, he hung up. I was very angry. He should have at least said goodbye properly. I realised we weren't there yet. We still had a long way to go, or we might never get there. I needed to keep my emotions in control. I handed the phone back to Micheal, and his facial expression indicated that he knew my mood had changed. "Be patient, Gwen. He will come around. Look at it this way; he didn't want to have anything to do with you in the first place; now, he is getting jealous, checking on you, and even moving you into his room. Alpha is taking baby steps. I think he feels something for you, and he is too scared to become attached, and we can all understand why. Just be patient." He said, and I wanted to tell him I felt nothing for the guy.
Gwyneth We ordered food and discussed a lot of things. Alpha Mason was a fun guy to be around, and I also noticed that he was two years younger than Alpha Marcus. When we were leaving, he promised to come to visit us within the week, and Micheal told him he would be more than happy to receive him, and we parted ways. While we rode back, Micheal decided to speak to me. "Don't let people know that Alpha hasn't consummated the marriage," he told me, and I got angry. Why should I lie about getting some? "Or else what?" I asked, angry and frustrated. "Alpha Mason likes you, and there is some chemistry between you two. Alpha Marcus won't like it, and that will make him mean towards you because he would not be able to trust you. Besides, the two families have pending issues they are yet to move past. They are friends quite alright, but there is little trust between them." He warned me, and I wondered what it was. Knowing Micheal wouldn't volunteer the information, I kept my questions to
Gwyneth Micheal tried to talk me out of patrolling, but I had nothing better to do. I didn't want to think of Alpha Marcus, and I wanted my hormones in check. The only thing I could do was patrol at night and fight if the need arose. "If you are hell-bent on this, then I will have to join you," Micheal said, and I shook my head. "Nothing should happen to both of us at the same time," I argued, and he nodded. "Exactly, Gwen. You are Luna; I should stick my head out before you." He argued. "Luna by name. Alpha Marcus will be distraught if anything happens to you. I am replaceable. Please don't let us have this argument." I said, and I made my stance known to him. Micheal was reluctant about my decision, but he had no choice but to let me be. The day went by smoothly. Alpha Mason visited, and Micheal wasn't happy about it. Micheal was too busy to attend to him, so I had to. We had some small talk and strolled on the premises, but I always made sure someone was watching so I do not g
Gwyneth Alpha Marcus held me against the wall, and I could feel his rage. "Your lips are so beautiful that I want to kiss them all my life.." he said, recalling one of Mason's texts to me. "I want to show you what love is..." He continued from another text. "If you were mine, I would worship you and your body because you are a goddess.." He continued, and my cheeks began to colour out of embarrassment. "I can't stop thinking of you.." he continued, and I placed my hands over my ears. I had heard enough. "Should I continue, Gwen?" he asked angrily, and I shook my head. "Please let me go to the couch. You are angry now. We can talk things out in the morning..." I said. "Did he touch you?" he asked, and I refused to answer. "Did you let him touch you, Gwen?" he asked again, and I held my peace. He must think I am easy, to ask me such a question. "Your silence indicates he did," he said, and I tried to move away, but he stopped me. "Please let me go," I said, and he snapped. "I
Gwyneth I didn't leave my room in the morning. I stayed indoors all day, trying my best to avoid Alpha Marcus. The moment it was nighttime, I decided to go hunting and come back to sleep. I was heading out when I heard Alpha Marcus's voice in my head. "Why didn't you show up for the training and pack meeting?" He asked. "I do not need to. You are back now," I answered indifferently. "You are luna. You shouldn't miss any of these things." He scolded me, and I chuckled in my head. "I am not your luna. I don't want to be Luna. Get a girl, claim her and make her Luna. I am an insurance policy, and you have proven that much to me." I shot at him. "You are my wife, and that makes you Luna," he argued. "I bet you wouldn't be saying this if there was a stronger female than me in the pack. Besides, I do not regard what we have as a marriage. I have never met a married couple that lives and acts as we do. Firstly, you did not show up at the wedding, and secondly, we never consummated the
Gwyneth I didn't know I was crying until I entered my room. I remembered what Micheal had told me and figured Micheal was either lying or didn't know his Alpha well. Celibacy, my foot. I wished I wasn't a virgin. I would have gone on a sex spree after what I had seen. The fear of giving it up to just anyone is what stopped me. I decided I would take Alpha Mason up on his offer when next I see him. "Where are you?" I heard the invasive voice of the hypocrite Alpha, and I ignored him. I was angry. I figured that was why he kicked me out of his room. I probably wasn't good enough. The woman was pretty and looked older than me. It was understandable that he would be attracted to her. "Open the door, Gwen, or I will break it down again." I heard him say through the link, and I went to open the door, not because I wanted to, but because I didn't want him destroying the lock again. "You don't strike me as a one-minute man, Alpha. Are you sure she was satisfied before you left? I hate to b
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