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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
Gwen I sat in the living room cuddled in Marcus's arms. I had missed him dearly. I hoped he would be staying longer this time around. He had come and gone for six months now, and it was almost as if Mason and I were the only ones that lived in our home. I was glad he was back but sad that Ingrid and Michael would be sharing our home in the meantime. I hoped we solved the whole 'organ stealing wolves' mystery, so we could move on with our lives. Marcus kissed me deeply without saying a word, and I did not want to let go of him. I had missed him so much. I grabbed his head and did not want to let go. His tongue was warm and sweet, and I drank him in. Softly he placed his hands on my thighs, and I moaned as he travelled with his hands up my inner thigh, closer to my sex. I wore a big t-shirt with nothing under but my panties, and I knew they were soaked. Marcus travelled with his kisses to my ears and whispered. "I missed you," then he licked the lobe lightly. I was coming apart, and
Gwen Marcus looked confused, and I could not tell him. "Girl stuff," I said, trying to play it off. "Tell me what you want, I will go get it for you. You need to rest," he said, pointing at the way I was swaying a bit while standing. The orgasms had drained my strength completely, and I should be sleeping right now, but I didn't want to sleep, I wanted to get the morning-after pills to stop myself from getting pregnant. I had not been paying attention to my cycle, so I did not know if I was ovulating or not. I was genuinely scared of telling him that I was on birth control, but as things were, I had to. The morning-after pills was not a hundred per cent guarantee, but the odds were better if I took it now than later. "I.." I said, looking at him and I tried to sit because I was tired. "I want to get morning-after pills," I confessed. "What for Gwen?" he asked, and I looked up at him. He was more concerned than disappointed. " I do not want to have more children now," I confessed
Mason Ingrid sat on the chair, impatient. She was eager to see what my private investigator had found out. She looked at Michael, a bit uneasy. I believed it was because of the way he threw Kara out. If she was going to judge his character based on that, then she truly was unwise. I noticed that Michael tried to stay as far away from her as possible. Keith felt the tension and kept it to himself, but he would often glance, from Michael to Ingrid. At a point, I figured they had communicated between themselves. I wondered what Michael might have told him. "So?" Ingrid asked me with an impatient and a bit disrespectful tone, and I looked away from the monitor to speak to her. "As much as we are trying to be hospitable towards you, you are making it hard, agent," I said to her, and she looked away. "We want to get to the bottom of this as badly as you do. Our peace and lives are at stake, and the werewolf community has a lot more to lose, but I will not be disrespected on my own side o