Gwyneth Marcus and I spent the whole day in the cottage making love and affirming our feelings for each other. I couldn't believe that he had kept this side of him away from me. His eyes seemed lighter and happier. It was as if the weight of Kaylin had been lifted. He had finally moved on. Claiming each other had done more good for him. We decided to return to our room. "Sorry I trashed the place, Marcus, I was mad," I apologised, and he began to laugh. "I was wondering why you hadn't done that sooner," he said, and I looked at him amused. "You are a patient woman, Gwen. For an Alpha breed, I have to give it to you and Leah," he said, and I smiled at him. We returned to the packhouse. Instead of going to our room, we went to my old room, and Marcus instructed some omega's to fix the room I trashed. Entering the room brought back memories for me. How Marcus teased me and made me want him. Marcus instructed the Omegas to bring slacks for us to wear. "When did you know we were potent
Gwyneth A week passed since Marcus claimed me, and even though I thought he would be happy, he stayed up most nights thinking. The revelation about Kaylin must have broken his heart beyond what he was letting on. Marcus would often pretend to be fine, but I knew he wasn't. I finally decided to talk to him, but I wanted to do it when he was awake at night. I pretended to fall asleep as usual but tried to stay awake with my eyes shut. It was hard because usually closing the eyes invited sleep. The things we do for love. I let him stay up for thirty minutes before pretending to wake up. I went to get a bottle of water, then came back to bed and snuggled into his arms. "Marcus, you need to get over it," I said to him, and he was surprised at my words. "What is it, Gwen?" he asked gently, and I sat up in bed. "You have been gloomy all week since you found out about the money Kaylin was receiving from my uncle," I pointed out, and he sighed. "I don't know how to handle the news, Gwen,
Gwyneth I lifted the letter, and Marcus was fuming. "What does it say, Gwen," he asked me with his familiar jealous, angry voice. "Relax, Marcus, I will read it out loud," I told him. "Dear Gwen, I know this will come as a surprise to you, and Marcus would fume at the sight of this, but I had to do something since you have completely cut me off. The way we left things was bad, and I wouldn't like that to be the last memory we would have of each other. I was heartbroken when you said you loved him, but I could also understand why. You live with him, and you know him. Marcus is a great guy, any woman would easily fall for him. I have a crazy cousin here that is living proof of that. I don't know if he has claimed you yet or if he ever would, but I want you to know that my feeling for you are genuine. I have decided to respect your wish and leave you alone because my friendship with Marcus is important to me, likewise my friendship with you, but I will never stop loving you, Gwen. Whe
Gwyneth Marcus and I had never made love in the office, and I doubted if it was his thing, but I had to try. He let me ride him on the chair, and I could feel his relief when he released into me. I wanted to get up, but he made me remain on him with him inside me. "Promise you won't cheat on me, Gwen," he asked me, and I realised that what he learned had messed with his ego, and threatened his confidence in his ability as a man. "I doubt if it gets better than this, Marcus. I promise I won't cheat on you," I teased him, and he smiled. "Sorry I got angry, it is just that.." he began, and I stopped him. "Anyone would be hurt after hearing that. I must commend you for taking it well. It was a can of worms that was necessary to open. Look at the bright side, at least we now have names,' I told him, and he agreed. "You should have done this in Michael's presence," he teased me, "Wolves like to watch.." he teased, and I knew my face coloured because it sounded like it would be fun. "W
Gwyneth Saturday came, and we set out for the Gray pack territory. Marcus was also the one who stationed the Alpha there, and I wondered how many packs he conquered and stationed new Alphas. "About twelve packs," he told me, and I was shocked because we had only nineteen packs altogether. If Marcus conquered twelve packs, it meant he owned thirteen territories out of nineteen. That was a huge number. No wonder people didn't like him. I began to wonder why he had wanted me as an insurance policy when he had similar arrangements with others. I just had to ask. "Marcus, why did you ask for my hand, when you had similar arrangements with others?" I asked, and he sighed, not wanting to answer the question, but he knew I wouldn't back down until he told me. "Honestly, Gwen, Before you came to my office, all I wanted to do was hurt your pack and make them feel the pain they had inflicted on me. I also wanted to make sure that the monkshood was no longer being cultivated or used by Willow'
Gwyneth Everyone wanted Marcus's attention, and I eventually let him go for it. Michael and his date came to keep me company. Some ladies came to say hello. "Are you a member of Alpha Marcus's pack?" a jealous b*tch asked. I guess the mark wasn't a factor to them. I was about to answer her when Michael's date, Ashley, obliged. "She's our Luna," she said, and the ladies eyes dimmed a bit even though she tried to hide it. "I heard he married a Machenzie to keep Willow's pack in check, but no one said she was his mate. "Are you blind b*tch, can't you see his mark?" Ashley asked, getting irritated with the lady, and I asked Michael if the girl was from one of the twelve packs, unfortunately for her, she was. So I stopped Ashley from speaking. "What is your name?" I asked the girl, and she was rude about it. "A discipline will set you straight. If this is how you choose to speak to your luna, it says a lot about the Alpha that is currently running the pack you are from," I turned to
Gwyneth I was completely lost and confused. I couldn't think straight. I felt alone and abandoned as if part of my soul had been ripped from me. Marcus told me he would return, but that did not ease my mind. He might have as well said it, so I wouldn't do anything stupid, like try to fight our attackers. I sat at the foot of the bed in Mason's room and wept. I knew Michael, Alfred, and Scot were in the room, but I couldn't listen to them. I stood up and ran out again. Mason followed me and caught me. "We need to take her home." I heard Michael say, and I began to shake my head and scream "No! No! No!. I am not leaving without Marcus. We came here together, we are leaving here together," I said, crying. I wasn't in control of my faculties anymore. "We need to go and sort this out away from here," Alfred said, and I disagreed. "Marcus! Marcus!" I called out, but he didn't answer me. Leah wanted to start running in any direction, and because of that, I kept shifting on and off. "Nee
Gwyneth. We barged into the warehouse and what we saw was alarming. They had transparent tanks of neon green liquid. It looked like a factory. To think it look dilapidated on the outside. I did not care about what we had stumbled upon. I just wanted Marcus. I sniffed till I got to a latch on the floor and shifted to open it. There was a ladder that led to the ground. I didn't even look to see if the guys were following. But I felt them behind me. I climbed down the ladder, and when I was close to the floor, I jumped down. The place was dimly lit, and I tried to look around me. I was naked, but I did not care. I wasn't scared Either. Marcus's scent made me determined. I began to trace his scent, and soon his scent was mixed with blood, and I became a bit frantic. I found him behind a silver cage. He was slumped over the chair with several white patches on his body. They chained him with silver, and I got angry. There was no one there. I didn't know what came over me when I grabbed th
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