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Marcus. Leah called out to me while Mason took Gwen, and I was satisfied with watching them. The view made me hard as hell, but I wanted to wait. So I calmed Ivan down, but Leah's call was too damn strong. If Gwen hadn't left to the bathroom, I might have taken her after Mason. It was amazing to see how true love worked with us. I could never get tired of Gwen. As time went by, I just wanted her more and more. I wanted to love her and make her happy always. I wanted to keep a permanent smile on her face, be everything to her. She was everything to me, and I hoped she knew it. While I watched both of them, I was glad they were not in the house at the time of the shooting. I would have been a mess by now. Maybe they wouldn't have survived it. Whoever attacked our home was targeting everyone in it. The lead was for the agent, and the silver was for the wolves. I thanked the goddess that Gwen and Mason were not there, and I was grateful for Michael's life. Right now, all I wanted to do wa
Gwen The men held the bags while my hands were free. Sigma Luisa got on Mason's nerves the most, and I watched her get on Marcus's nerves which was adorable. The woman idolised me, and it made me feel a bit important. Honestly, it was a breath of fresh air from the angry and mean stares I had been getting from people. It got to a point when I started to believe that no one liked me and were only pretending out of fear. Luisa made me realise that people's opinions about me were divided, and it was amazing to see that some people admired me and appreciated my efforts. It is never possible for everyone to like or hate someone, and this was proof. We walked through the forest, and I couldn't wait to get to the other side. Mason had dismissed the sigma quickly, and I hoped she had reached the hotel by now. I hoped she would be safe and no one would attack or arrest her. She was a sigma and wasn't built for too many physical combats. "Have you two decided what we would do after we leave
*Warning Triggering Event (concerns a family)PLEASE DO NOT READ if you have issues dealing with death and Murder* Gwen "What should we do?" I linked my men while the shrieks of the person grew more desperate. Weren't officers close by? Or did they all clear out? Mason and Marcus did not respond but kept their eyes glued on the direction the sound was coming from. "Please don't eat me!" I heard a man's voice pleading, and then the wolves growled at him. There were easily three wolves there. My strong nose picked three distinct wolf scents. "What should we do?" I Linked again, and they both looked at me. "We can't help him, Gwen?" Marcus said, and I frowned. "Marcus is right," Mason agreed, "It is either we go and help that guy, which would end up alerting the authorities of our presence in the woods and the fact that we were trying to cross into their territory illegally, will be bad for us. We would not be able to explain ourselves out of the mess, and judging by the distance, we
Gwen I did not sleep most of the night, and when it was almost morning, I sat up in bed. Mason was the first to respond to my actions. He placed his hands on my shoulder and kissed his mark on my neck. It was calming but not enough to take away the pain and anger I felt. "Gwen, please try and sleep." He pleaded with me, but I did not listen to him. How could I? I was still broken inside. This wasn't supposed to happen to us. We were meant to come here, spend time with our children and then investigate the rogues. Who would have guessed we would hear the gruesome attack in the woods. That attack had changed our plans. I did not have it in me to waste any more time. The earlier we solved the issue, the better it would be. "We need to leave and go to a hotel before the children wake up," I said, and Marcus sat up. "Why Gwen, I thought.." He said, and I stopped him. "We need to catch those bastards and end this thing first. After what happened last night, I do not deserve peace until
Marcus Gwen seemed a bit relaxed in the morning. Mason and I felt bad about using the bond to subdue her. Letting the wolves get away with what they did was one of the hardest things Mason and I had done. But we were not stupid. We had done the math. Even though every fibre of our being urged us to go, we had to calculate the odds, and there was no way we would reach the family in time. But Gwen wasn't thinking, and I wouldn't blame her. Only a mother would know another mother's pain, but we were fathers, and we knew what was going on in the man's head at that minute. Being helpless, and put in the position to beg for the life of your wife and child, was the worse thing that could ever happen to a man. It took a lot not to intervene, but they were too far from us. We did not have that kind of speed. We needed to move faster than the speed of sound to get to them in time and rescue them, and none of us could do that. Mason held Gwen with all his might while he fought the urge to rescu
Gwen I woke up feeling refreshed in the morning. I wasn't expecting what I got last night, but my men were spontaneous, and I loved them for it. Mason had carried me to the bath, and they had washed me most sensually. My body tingled when I remembered what happened last night. Mason and Marcus put a lot of effort into making me happy, and I appreciated them for it. Mason was working on his laptop when I got up. Marcus wasn't in the room, and I wondered where he went to. "Slept well?" Mason asked with his sexy smile, and I felt myself blush. I have been with them for two years, yet they still made me blush. I got a bit shy, especially after great sex. I got off the bed and went to where he was. He put aside his laptop and made me sit on his lap. Gosh, my skin tingled all through. He touched the bare skin on my laps and arms and kissed my neck, taking in my scent. "I love you, Gwen," he said, and my heart melted. "I love you too," I said. "I am so sorry for what we did the night
Mason. Gwen amazed me when she said she wanted to stay a bit longer. I honestly wasn't ready to leave the children, and deep down, I had hoped she would change her mind. I must have hoped hard enough because it came to pass. When I held her in the morning, I felt the peace within her and realised we had nothing to worry about. Compelling her was one of the hardest things Marcus and I ever did, but it was necessary for both our sakes. We could not allow her to act on her emotions and end up hurting everyone. I knew she meant well because she had a big heart, but it was unfortunate that what had happened was completely beyond us. It took a lot to walk away from that event, but the sound of the family's cries lingered on my mind, and I promised myself to get them the justice they deserved. What happened that evening was very fishy, and that was why I informed Timber of the event. I found it strange that the attack occurred immediately after the patrol officers left. There was no way the
Marcus Ginger took the children in and I knew she was going to put them to bed because clearly they had eaten. I looked at my phone. I answered the call and tried to compose myself. I honestly did not want to speak to anyone from the human side at the moment. The guy had promised to call me at a time I was less angry and he had kept that promise, only that his call had somehow disrupted my peace and maybe made me a bit annoyed. "Hello," I said, and the man responded happily. "Renfield, it is good to hear from you. I am sure you did not expect me to call so soon." He said, and I pretended to agree. "Why did you dump your car in town. We thought you were still around," he said, confirming my suspicions. "You know why and I do not appreciate the ISA trying to keep tabs on me," I said point-blank. "You can't hate the boys for trying," he said, giggling, and I found it offensive. Mason raised an eyebrow in question, and I shook my head to tell him it was okay. Gwen, on the other hand