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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
Mason Dr Kimberly took a lot of samples for testing. I had instructed her to make sure she did not come in contact with any of the corpses, and she followed my instructions. She had the human forensic team collect the samples and give them to her. The moment they were done, Beta Keith, Gamma Gabriel and Dr Kimberly took their leave. We watched Ingrid make some calls, and I was worried. The sun was setting, and we had left Gwen at home all day. We needed them to be going already. To my surprise, a truck arrived at the scene and two agents alighted from the truck. They came with bags, and something told me they weren't leaving. "Agent Thomas Ratched and Agent Gyle Simpson," Ingrid called out, walking to them. She shook them individually and brought them to us. "Meet Alpha Mason Mathlaw and Alpha Marcus Reinfeld. They are in charge of the werewolf community," she said, introducing us and the Agents took turns to shake our hands. "Well, Mathlaw, Reinfield," she said, turning towards
Marcus I could not concentrate. My heart was in my mouth throughout the drive. We shouldn't have left Gwen at home. Someone or some people had broken into our home and tried to kill our mate. How could all this happen now? Gwen and Mason were alright before I returned. I did not know what to think. I would not forgive myself if she died. I drove as fast as I could to the clinic in the Luna Eclipse. Although the Forest pack was closer, the hospital there wasn't well equipped. Gwen needed all the help she could get. What baffled me was that her scent was all that there was in our home. Apart from the sign of struggle and Gwen's physical state, it was as if no one had come there. I was afraid that she had been in that state for long. I was angry. While we bantered with the I.S.A. in the woods, Gwen was fighting for her life. I knew tears were streaming down my face, but I did not care. Ivan could not feel her, and I was scared. I was so afraid that I did not know what to do. "How is s
Mason I sat on the bench with Marcus thinking of the many things I might do to whoever was responsible for this. I did not fully think it was Kara, but she was the only one that had that kind of motive. She hated Gwen and did not hide it. Once I was done here, I was going to hunt her down and arrest her. I do not care what the law says. Marcus and I made the laws around here, and that bitch had touched me in the wrong place. Gwen was my life. If I found out that Kara had a hand in this, I wouldn't think twice before killing her. While I sat on the bench, I remembered the frame of mind Gwen was in before I left her. She was afraid that someone or some people were trying to steal our peace. I had promised her nothing would happen, and she let me know it wasn't mine to make. She was correct. Look what happened a few hours later. Never again would I leave her alone anywhere, even if Marcus thinks that is what is best. It was better the intruders stole our stuff or planted cameras and mic
Mason We returned home after Gwen was discharged from the hospital. Marcus had the place fixed up, and it looked like nothing happened there, but we knew otherwise. I could still see the scene live in my head. I was glad Gwen was alright. I wanted Gwen to go and rest in the bedroom, she refused. She had been through a horrible ordeal, she needed all the rest she could get, but she refused. She sat in the living room, trying to watch television. "Marcus tell her to go lie down," I urged, and he looked at me and looked away, smiling. "No way," he linked me, and I sighed. "I can't believe you expect me to go to bed." Gwen began, "I have been in bed for two days. Two days, Mason." she complained, and I gave up. I was about to sit next to her when my cell phone rang. I looked at the caller Id, and it was Ingrid. "Hello," I answered. "Good evening Alpha Mathlaw," she said, and I replied. "How is Luna Mackenzie doing?" She asked. I wondered why she would be concerned about Gwen, and
Gwen I could not believe I had just had a near-death experience at the hands of humans. When Mason told me I did not want a war with them, I did not understand until now. I had to thank the goddess that the humans did not know how to kill a wolf, or maybe they did not intend to kill anyone. The way they behaved showed they were not expecting anyone to be home. I suspected they were the ones that dumped the bodies in our woods to distract us. But what I did not know was why. If humans were doing this, it meant wolves were working with humans to destroy our peace and get us out of the way. It was either that, or they were in business together, and we seemed to be an obstacle that needed to be removed. They were snooping about our living room, and I wondered why. I was just grateful to be alive. I thanked my stars while my mates held me. I did not want them to blame themselves for this, but I knew they would, especially Mason, because he did not let me follow him. But he was right about
Gwen I slept peacefully, sandwiched between Mason and Marcus. It was just like every night, but this felt a bit different. I had survived a huge ordeal. If it weren't for luck, I wouldn't be here with them. I thanked my stars for coming through for me. I woke up in the morning and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast for my men. I had something planned for the morning of the day they attacked me, but the corpses in the woods had spoiled everything. With Ingrid in our home, I had to change my plans slightly, and just leave it at the food. On my way to the kitchen, I found Ingrid on her laptop. "Good morning," I greeted her nicely, and she looked up at me a bit angry. "I guess you slept well because I didn't," she said rudely, and I was tempted at that moment to kick her out. I tried to control my nerves and just walked away. She would be spending more than just one night on the couch. I knew exactly how to treat her. I went into the kitchen and prepared the only thing I knew ho
Mason I dressed up and was ready to go to the office. Usually, Gwen would follow, but Marcus offered to stay with her at home, so I left with Michael and Ingrid. On my way out, Gwen kissed me passionately and begged me not to be long, promising me a lot if I returned early. I couldn't pass off on her promises, and I was almost tempted to stay, but Ingrid wanted to go through some documents in my office. I was probably going to leave Michael and Ingrid at the office, so I could return, and we could have the house to ourselves. "I will be back early," I promised Gwen and left. I felt on top of the world leaving the house. I thanked my stars for keeping Gwen alive and making sure she survived the attack. I wondered what I would have done if she had died. I doubted I would have been able to survive it. I sat at the passenger side of the jeep, Ingrid was at the back, and Michael drove. The tension between the two was almost palpable, and I wondered why. None of us liked Ingrid, but it s