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Mason The border was coming up gradually, and Marcus and I were pleased with the speed at which our engineers were building it. We were making it with copper and silver. It was important for it to have the capacity to electrocute or cause a wave block during an intrusion. Most of the human weapons and equipment were automatic and electrically driven because of the green initiative. Causing a short circuit to spoil the equipment was the best option. The silver coat will be transferable in the sense that it wouldn't just burn, it would get into the bloodstreams of the outside wolves. Willow pack's chemical engineers were the ones that developed it. It was sad that we had to resort to that, but Alpha Derin and his cohorts did not leave us a choice. We had a bigger territory and more wealth on our part, there was no way the greedy humans would be content with the six territories. Soon their appetite would grow, and they would want to cross over. We needed to prepare for such a time. Gwen
Mason Pleased with myself, I rested and waited for forty-five minutes. Once the time was up, and the people I sent ahead had sent me a message stating they had settled in nicely, I got into my Jeep and headed towards the nameless diner. While driving, Kara called me many times. I guessed Derin did not find her messages funny. That was the issue with social climbers, they were never content with their life. Kara did not love me, she just wanted to be associated with me. If Marcus was approachable she would have gone for him instead. She was jealous of Gwen, and she did not bother to hide it, which was disturbing. I put my phone on silence eventually, because I needed some peace and quiet. I arrived at the diner. I looked around and saw where all the warriors I sent were seated at different tables, minding their business. They were behaving like regular customers, nothing suspicious. Then I smelled Lucius. He was sitting at a booth in the corner, wearing a face cap and a jeans jacket
Gwen. Since we started preparing for war, all of us had been engaged. I did not want to remain idle in our home, so Marcus and Mason delegated the wolf training to me. I was so excited about it. My timetable was straightforward. Training would start after the triplets have gone to school, and we will stop at three in the afternoon. We had fourteen territories, there was no way I could successfully train all of them, so I sent for the zeta warriors of all the fourteen packs to come to the eclipse pack for training. I intended to train them in batches, and they would return to their packs to train the other wolves. Because of the new development, there was a possibility we would be facing other wolves if there is a war because of the six territories that had integrated their society with the human society. It was really a pain, and a huge disappointment, but there was nothing we could do about it. While I was preparing to go to the field to train the troops that came in from Timber an
Gwen The moment I got to the fence, the crowd grew quiet. " Go on, laugh. Have your fill," I said to them with tear-filled eyes. I wasn't hurt, but I needed to act like it. Politics sucked big time. " Look at me!" I said, wheeling myself. " I went to the human territory with my mates to prevent a war!" I told them. " The humans were going to pin a series of murders on our community, and we tried to get to the button of it. Instead of welcoming our help, they did this to me. They injected me with liquid silver and lied that we snuck into their territory." I said, and they gasped. " Why the fence Luna! Our business would die. We cannot work or do business in human territory. We will be at their mercy! Why the fence Luna? We were not the ones that took your legs?" Someone asked with venom and anger, and I calmed down to respond. " If your Alphas did not tell you the truth, then they have failed you. It was your alphas decision that brought up the fence," I said, and someone interru
Gwen I got to my office to wait for Michael. He had never sounded that disturbed before, so I was nervous. I was worried that something might have happened to my mates on their covert mission. I braced myself for the worst and waited for Michael to arrive. While I waited, I linked Alfred to give me an update on the training. " They are already good, Luna," He said and I wanted to punch him. " Of course, I know they can fight. But can their wolves fight in kevlar vests and head protection gear?" I asked, and he was silent. Just as I suspected, Alfred forgot to train them with the necessary gear. " We will be facing humans and wolves. We would have to shift to fight the wolves. The gear is to protect our hearts and brains from silver. All wolves are used to fighting naked, they have to get used to fighting with the gear, so it does not hinder their speed and agility." I said. " I am sorry, Luna, I completely forgot. Will remember to train them with the gear tomorrow." He said.
Mason My private investigator, Timber Dalton, was a highly resourceful man. I did not expect he would be able to figure out where the human armoury was. When I told Gwen about the mission, she flipped out. She tried to blackmail me with tears. The woman knew my buttons, but I had to be strong. Convincing Marcus to come with me was easy. We had a huge fight with Gwen, but she later let us go and promised me she would never forgive me if anything happened to both of us. I was scared at that moment. Being on Gwen's bad side was not a good thing. I had to be careful throughout the mission. We manage to sneak into the human town like we did last time. While we moved through the forest, we remembered the couple slaughtered in the woods and felt sorry for them. We got in a lot easier than the last time. It was as if the government had relaxed their security, which was odd, especially now that the treaty no longer stood. I started to believe Derin might have promised them a lot more than h
Gwen After speaking with Michael, I decided to linger in my office. Suddenly I did not feel like going home anymore. What Michael wanted was a big issue. I did not have any problems with Ingrid, but deep down, I did not believe she was worth the risk. I dreaded facing Mason and Marcus with this, most especially Marcus because Michael was his beta. I did not want to imagine how he would take it. I stayed in my office for almost two hours. I was about to finally leave and go home when someone knocked on my door. From where I sat, I could smell that it was Ingrid. I wondered what she wanted with me because I was mad at her. " Come in," I called out lazily, and she strode into my office. She had puffy eyes, which indicated she had been crying. Although she was trying hard to hide it with the fake smile plastered on her face. She also smelled freshly fucked by Michael. " To what do I owe this visit?" I asked her, offering her a seat and she thanked me and sat down. " The government h
Gwen I got home late in the night, and the triplets were already in bed, so I retired to my bedroom. I took off my jeans and saw the cuts from the silver whip healing gradually. Since the poisoning, my healing capacity had reduced tremendously. Doctor Isabelle had said that would be the side effect. That was also why I couldn't walk. I wheeled myself to the shower and transferred my body to a plastic chair under the shower to sit while I washed my body. I returned to the bedroom and opted to sleep naked. I was too tired and too lazy to put on anything. It wasn't long after I laid down to sleep that I slept off. I woke up in the morning, and when I checked the clock it was nine in the morning. I had overslept. I got in the wheelchair and wheeled myself to the wardrobe. Not putting too much thought into it. I grabbed Mason's t-shirt and boxers. They were easier to wear than my clothes. I wore them and wheeled out. I heard laughing in the kitchen and smelled breakfast, and I knew they
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