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
Gwen I woke up, realising it was nighttime. I was still snuggled in Mason's arms, so much for wanting to go to the park. I smiled and wanted to wake him up, but he was lying peacefully in bed. I knew if I kissed him, he would wake, so I stealthily got off the bed and went into the shower. It wasn't long when I started bathing that Mason joined in. He groaned and kissed his mark on my neck. "We overslept," he said, and I smiled at him. "Still better than being cooped up in that house with Ingrid," I said, and we both laughed. We showered together, and he made love to me again in the shower. I was living every woman's fantasy, that I must say, and I liked it. We returned to the bedroom. I was too weak in the knees to dress up, so I just wore his t-shirt and went back to bed. I linked the omega's to bring us dinner. "Don't you want to go back?" he asked me, laughing and climbing into bed. "Ingrid and Michael can have the house for all I care. I honestly can't stand that woman. To th
Mason I could not believe this was happening. I knew Gwen was freaking out, and I was partly the cause of it. I did not want to lie to her, neither did I want to tell her the truth. I did not want anything that would take away her peace. I needed to get to the hospital as quickly as possible. "Mason, Please," Gwen asked, and I could hear the sadness and dread in her voice. I tried to calm down so I could speak to her calmly. "Let's get to the hospital. It is no big deal," I said, lying to her, and I knew she didn't buy it, but she kept quiet and did not say a word. When we finally got to the clinic. I alighted from the jeep and waited for Gwen to join me before going in. Heading towards the emergency ward, we were accosted by Agent Thomas Ratched and Agent Gyle Simpson. Ratched brought out silver cuffs, " Alpha Mathlaw, you are under arrest for the attempted murder of Agent Ingrid Styles," he said with so much scorn, and I shook my head. "You cannot arrest both Renfield and me a
Marcus I had received a call from Agent Simpson about my attack at my home. My heart was in my mouth because I was scared for the people I had left behind. They told me that Michael and Ingrid were the only ones home, and they both had been injured severely. What I did not expect was for them to ask me for my location. The moment he did that, I knew what they were planning, so I told him I would go to their office. They did not wait for me to get to the human side of our community, they arrested me at the border. They also came prepared with armoured tanks and silver galvanised weapons. They weren't playing. I did not want them to find Willow's Pack because if they did, it wouldn't take long for them to make out that our children were there. With all that was happening and my family being the target lately, they needed not to know where my children were. I surrendered at the border, and they arrested me. They were gentle about it since they did not meet any resistance. "I need to
Marcus The bed in my room was comfortable, but I couldn't sleep. With the battery of my phone dead, I was clueless about what was going on. I wanted to call Delan to find out if Ginger had left with our children. I wanted to find out how Michael was doing and if Ingrid was alright. I also wanted Gwen to know I did not hang up on her because I knew she could be petty sometimes. I knew they deliberately refused to give me a charger for my phone. I remained calm in the room until agent Lee came in the morning to see me. "Good Morning, Alpha Renfield," he said, looking refreshed, he handed a phone charger to me, and I took it from him. "I had left the premise by the time you requested for the charger," He said, but I knew he was lying. He smelled like he slept in the building and cleaned up there, but I kept it to myself. Something must have happened because his countenance had changed. He wasn't so bold anymore. "Do you mind calling Alpha Mathlaw to let him know you are fine and we ar
Marcus After breakfast, I picked up my phone to talk to Gwen. I was worried that she would be angry, thinking I had hung up on her. I needed to know she was alright, and let her know that my battery had died while we were talking. I dialled Gwen's line, and it rang a bit before she answered. The moment I heard her voice, my heart was relieved. I sighed and waited, then spoke. "Hello," I said, "Marcus, are you alright?" she asked with concern, and I was glad she wasn't mad at me. "Yes, Gwen. I am so sorry. Last night my battery died while we were still talking. I wanted to charge it, but the ISA did not give me a charger until this morning." I explained. I sighed, waiting for her to speak and hoping my silence had not caused her to worry. My heartbeat wasn't steady, and I longed to hear her put it at ease. "I am not mad, Marcus. I am glad you are alright. I was really pissed off." she said, and I heard her sob. My heart broke because it wasn't my intention to hurt her. "I miss y
Gwen After speaking with Marcus in the morning, my heart was at rest. I honestly believed he hung up on me, but I was glad to find out his battery had died. I did not trust the ISA, and as much as I wanted to believe Marcus and be calm about his arrest, I couldn't. I was worried. I felt the same way I did when he was kidnapped by Uldrich, only that this time, I knew where he was. I did not want Mason to know I was worried, so I tried to mask my fears. I was afraid that the I.S.A would do something to him. I was afraid they would hurt him or maybe worse. Take him away from us permanently. I had to keep it together while we spoke on the phone so I did not destabilise him, but I rushed to the bathroom as soon as I hung up. I was panicking, and I did not want Mason to see me this way. I stared at my reflection in the mirror by the toilet sink and dried my tears. While I tried to wipe them away, more fell, and I allowed them to fall. I have been keeping it together since we got to the cl
Gwen We drove in silence, and Mason was careful not to do or say anything that would push me over the edge. Leah told me to loosen up, but I couldn't. I was sad, scared, angry, name it. I felt all the emotions that should not be felt, at the same time. I was worried that the ISA would hurt Marcus, and I was worried we would have to fight another war. I knew Ingrid was a victim in all of this, and I felt like a bitch for reacting the way I did to Michael when we discussed Ingrid, but I couldn't help the fact that my Marcus was arrested because of her. I couldn't help the fact that she was an intruder, someone that shouldn't be in our home or in our lives, and I hated her attitude. It made me sick. Mason parked at the forest packhouse. He waited for me to alight from the jeep, but he never came down. "Are you not coming?" I asked him, and he shook his head. "Will be back in approximately two hours. I need to collect a file from the Private Investigator, Timber Dalton. He has a lead