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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
Mason If it were not for Timber, they would have gotten us and our children. The children had escaped narrowly. I knew Marcus would blame himself for this. Gwen was a complete mess, her nerves were all over the place, and it wasn't because she was afraid of the humans, it was because of the shock that they would have gotten our children and her siblings. Gwen was still shaking when we heard the helicopter and the sirens. "You have been surrounded!" we heard from the gramophone coming from the chopper. We did not bother. We were making sure all traces of children being in the house was erased. Thank god the kappas always cleaned up after the children, there wasn't any evidence left to point to the fact that children were in the building. "All clear?" Mason asked, and I nodded. "Gwen," I said, and she looked at me wide-eyed, and a bit relaxed. "Are you okay?" I asked her, and she nodded. "I am sorry, Gwen," Marcus apologised. "It is not your fault. Don't blame yourself for this,"
Marcus Mason had just started a war without knowing it, and I couldn't blame him. As we ran through the woods back to our territory, Gwen's pain increased. Something must be wrong. I watched Adrian push through the woods, and I followed behind. The humans had stopped chasing. Ingrid had come through for us. She had taken responsibility for our covert mission. I owed her one. If she hadn't said we entered the human territory with her knowledge, they would have been able to count it as an offence and use it against us. I hated Richards for his sneaky behaviour. There was no way he was going to get that meeting now. One thing was certain. We needed armour and weapons. We were definitely going to war. I guess Mason knew that was why he threw caution to the wind. I felt horrible because all this was my fault. I shouldn't have answered Richards' damn call. Because of this. I was going to increase the security at our borders. The entire territory needed to come together to prepare for thi
Mason We arrived at the willows pack. I guess they had communicated about our arrival because they were waiting. Delan was there red-eyed and afraid. He had other children, but Gwen was his daughter. I watched as they carried her out of the ambulance into their hospital. It had more equipment than mine but not as equipped as the hospital in Marcus' pack, but this was where the specialists we needed were. "What happened?" Delan asked. "The humans double-crossed us. They traced their call to me. We were able to get Ginger and the children to safety, but we were not able to leave. They arrested us and injected pure silver into Gwen through the cuffs," Marcus explained, and he gasped. We followed the doctors and watched as they hooked her up to machines while they took blood samples from her. Marcus and I watched through the glass window, and all I could do was hope. How could they do this to me? I promised to make the secretary of defence go through unimaginable pain. I will make sure
Gwen I felt tired. I had been awake for thirty minutes, and the doctor had done some series of tests asking me various questions. Her countenance changed when she finished, and I wondered why. She was about to leave when I called out to her. "Is everything alright?" I asked her. My voice was weak and raspy, but she heard me. "Everything is fine, Luna. The silver is out of your system," she said, and I smiled at her. I knew Isabelle when she was a trainee. I was glad she made it. My condition must have been dire for Marcus and Mason to bring me to Willow. I was glad they did. That thing felt like liquid fire in my veins. I could not speak, and my ability to link another wolf was shut down completely. They intended to kill me with it. The moment the cuffs were clamped on my wrists, I felt the pain. It pierced my skin deeply, and I wondered why they would do that to me. It was obvious they did not use the same cuffs on my men. It was deliberate. It didn't start to burn until we we
Gwen Michael, Keith and Ingrid entered my room later. Micheal smiled at me, but I could not smile back. I felt ashamed. I felt belittled. The thought that I would need help getting around broke me. I hated being dependent, and I hated being a liability, but the ISA had made my nightmares a reality. All my life, I had trained and disciplined myself to defend myself and others, to be stronger and to be enough. I hated it and never listened when asked to back down. I always ignored orders because I wanted to help and prove myself. Now, look at me. Marcus never wanted me to do anything, to begin with, and with what the humans have done, I will have no choice but to obey when they ask me to hide or stand down. I won't be able to fight or do things I love doing. It would have been better to never have legs than for it to be taken from me like this. I held my tears, not wanting to break down in their presence. Ingrid looked uncomfortable, but she didn't need to. She was the one that got us