Gwyneth I cried because everything I said was the truth. "Get dressed, Gwen," he said, and I looked at him. I got up, picked up my clothes and was about to head out. "Wear your clothes, Gwen," he ordered. "And don't leave until I tell you to." I was tired at that point. I didn't want to banter with Alpha Marcus anymore. He had proven his point. Probably felt I wasn't good enough for him and only did what he did as a form of charity. "May I leave now?" I asked him, and he looked at me for a while. It was as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. "Did you heal well from the attack?" he finally asked, and I arched my left eyebrow. I couldn't believe this guy. He didn't even check on me for once, and now here he was, asking me questions like he was concerned. "I didn't know that you cared," I replied, and he ran his fingers through his hair, frustrated. "You don't have to be nice to me, Alpha Marcus. I understand. I am not your type. Stop touching me out of pity. It hurts more
Gwyneth I went to his room and was about to knock when he spoke in my head. "Come in, the door is open." I opened the door and walked in. What I saw amazed me. The room was lit romantically, and there was lavender scent everywhere. An arrow was made from rose petals, and it pointed towards the bedroom. On the table was a bottle of Rose champagne and two champagne glasses. There was a birthday cake, and I walked to it and saw the cake was for me. How did he know? I was overtaken with emotion that I cried tears of Joy. "Happy Twentieth Birthday, Gwen," Alpha Marcus said and stepped out of the shadows. He looked handsome in his casual t-shirt and jeans. On his hand was a bouquet of white and purple orchid flowers. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach. I couldn't believe it. Was I dreaming? Alpha Marcus walked up to me and hugged me. He handed me the flowers, and I happily took them from him. I felt underdressed for the occasion. He popped the champagne and served both of us. We clinke
Gwyneth He placed the phone down and pulled me to his chest. His face did not show any anger, and it made me relax a bit because I was scared he might crush the phone, and I liked this one so much. "Do you hate me, Gwen?" he asked, and I knew the answer was no, but I didn't say that. Instead, I said, "Sometimes," which was a more honest answer. Marcus relaxed a bit and smiled at me. I guess he was bothered about it and the text that Mason sent was unsettling to him. "What do you want tonight?" He said, and I searched his eyes to see if he was serious and if he was willing, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. As if he was reading my mind, he kissed me gently and took the t-shirt I was wearing off. He laid me down on the bed and admired my body. "Let me know when to stop," he said to me, and I nodded. He travelled to my breasts, and he suckled them. I moaned, and I was afraid he wouldn't give me what I wanted, which was him. He tried to travel down, but I stopped him, and he s
Gwyneth I woke up in the morning feeling uncertain. Marcus was so tired that he was still sleeping. He must have worked some old muscles and was now exhausted. I had a knot in my stomach because I was afraid this was it for us. He hadn't claimed me, and neither had he professed his love which meant this might be a friends-with-benefits situation. I didn't want to think about it at the moment. I desired to sneak out of the room and disappear, but Marcus had the key to my room. I had nothing to wear but his clothes, and I didn't want to step out in his clothes either. Seeing how peaceful he looked sleeping, I didn't want to wake him up, so I went back to bed, and he pulled me close and kissed my neck. I felt a tingle there, and for a second, I wanted him to claim me, but I knew it wouldn't happen, so I calmed myself down. Marcus made love to me that morning. We did it on the bed and in the shower. The Omegas brought the breakfast, and most of them were blushing at me, which meant they
Gwyneth. We lay down, spent on the floor, when suddenly there was a bang on the door. "Come in," Marcus said, heading to the door, naked. Micheal stepped in, and he was shocked to see both of us in the living area. "Alpha, Timbers pack has launched an attack against us," Micheal said immediately, and Marcus became furious. "One of the packs we didn't clear?" he asked, and Micheal nodded. "Stay here," Marcus said to me and headed out. I was pissed I wouldn't be getting any action. He did the same thing my father did when Marcus attacked our pack. I knew I could be helpful, so I damned him and headed out. What I saw was horrible. The rogue wolves were gigantic, and it seemed like they were on a kind of drug. I shifted and joined the fight. "What the fuck, Gwen?" Marcus linked me. "I can't let you fight alone," I replied, and he didn't seem happy. I felt his anger towards my actions, but I didn't care; I had joined the fight. The rogues were ripping wolves apart limb from limb. Th
GwynethMason looked handsome in his white T-shirt and jeans. The shirt hugged his body so tightly I could see his muscles. He smiled the moment he saw me, and I blushed a bit."Good afternoon Alpha Mason" Micheal said, standing up to greet him. Mason kept his eyes on me and shook Micheal's hands."Afternoon Mike. How have you been?" he asked."Fine," Micheal said, and they both sat down. Mason never took his eyes off me. His attention was intense, and I began to feel the heat all over my body. He smelled so good, and I wanted to touch him, but I controlled myself. It was obvious he was happy to see me."You will have to join my beta, Alen, to go through the documents I have. I am sorry, I just have one copy, and my photocopier is spoiled, so you will have to go through the files with Alen.""Okay," Micheal said, standing up, " Gwen, come," he said, and I stood up."Come on, Micheal, Luna Gwen has nothing to do for you there. Besides, I do not think I am okay with exposing her to that
Gwyneth After Micheal left, I went to the shower to clean up. It wasn't long when I entered the shower that I heard someone kick open my door. Everything happened so fast. Marcus came into the bathroom fuming and angry. His hands were shaking, and I became scared. I turned off the water immediately and stood still. "Why did you go to Mason's home?" he asked, trying hard to be calm. I knew I needed to be careful. "I followed Micheal to the supermarket to get some supplies. Then he said you sent him to pick up something at Mason's place, and we went to get it," I explained, and he wrapped the towel around my body and carried me out of the shower. He carried me to his room and locked the door. "You sleep here now," he said, and I shook my head. "I don't want to sleep here. I can't deal with your drama. One minute you are nice, the next minute you are cold. I don't want to get kicked out again." I said to him, and he shook his head. "Is that all you have to say? I almost lost my mind
Gwyneth. The next day was amazing. I woke up next to Marcus, and he pulled me close. Remembering what happened the night before made my stomach tingle. Although Marcus did not want to admit it, his actions showed that he had feelings for me. I knew he was afraid to say it because saying it meant it was true. He also felt in competition with Mason where I was concerned, and he hated it. Marcus would have been a great guy to have if it weren't for his tragic past. The death of his mate had left him damaged and afraid of love, and I doubted if what he felt for me was strong enough to fix him and help him take a leap of faith. I figured I needed to be careful where he was concerned cause he was capricious with his feelings. I didn't want to get hurt, and I didn't want to look stupid. His feelings for me did not change the fact that he had conquered my pack and taken me away as a trophy and insurance policy to keep my father in check. Although he had been nothing but kind to me, I still n
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