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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
Gwen I couldn't believe Mason would return with the baggage. I thought he would leave her in the company of Michael. "You will take Ingrid to the office next time," I heard Mason tell Marcus as he walked into the living room. Something had irritated him, and he sounded a bit pissed off but not at Marcus. He walked past us, in the living room into, his bedroom which was odd because he usually went straight to mine. A few minutes later he came out and headed to my room. "Do you think I should tell him now?" I asked Marcus, and he shook his head. "Judging his mood, I think you should let it rest. Since you are willing to try, all you can discuss with him is what you told me about needing help with the children always." Marcus said and got up. "I want to head out to the Eclipse pack," He said, and I frowned. "I thought you were finally home?" I asked him, and he sighed. "I never left Gwen. But I want Mason to have what he wants. Besides, I want to visit the triplets tomorrow at Wi
Gwen.Marcus left for the eclipse pack without Michael in the morning. I wasn't used to him leaving still, and every time he left, I felt a part of me leave with him. I tried to hide it because I didn't want Mason to think or feel he wasn't enough, but deep down I knew that he knew. While I watched Marcus drive away, Mason held me to his chest."It's okay to cry, Gwen. I know you miss him," He said, gently stroking my hair, and I let myself cry. "He told me he misses the triplets, I do too. I feel it is great he is going to see them. As much as we want them home, this isn't the best time to have them here, with all that is happening," he said, and I nodded and pulled away."I won't be going to the office today," he said to me, and I looked at him surprised because he always leaves for the office in the morning."Why?" I asked, wiping away my tears."I can't stay that long away from you anymore," he said and pulled me close again. He kissed his mark on my neck and took in my scent."Wh
Gwen We arrived at the diner, and people were looking at us strangely. I knew most people did not approve of our relationship. Most people saw me as a greedy bitch, thanks to Kara. The image she had created for me was not going away. I knew the only reason why no one had approached me was because of my men. Arriving at that diner made me remember why I did not like to visit certain places, but that was the diner I met Mason, so it would always be a part of our history. I ignored the mean stares and went to find a booth to sit in. The waitress came. She smiled at Mason and gave me a straight face. "What do you think you are doing?" Mason asked her. He caught her being rude. "Is that how to greet your luna?" he asked, and the girl instantly regretted her actions. "Sorry, Luna Gwenyth," she apologised, and I did not bother to answer. Mason stood up and looked around to make sure everyone got his attention. "Anyone that disrespects Gwyneth disrespects Marcus and me. This is forest an