Gwyneth I stood and looked at Mason, speechless for almost a minute trying to figure out how best to convince him to help me. He hated Marcus and had all the reasons to resent him. It would take a lot to make him help out. "Mason, is there anything you want in exchange for this?" I asked him, and he looked at me confused, so I decided to rephrase myself. In times like this, the offer has to be worth the task. "What do you want in exchange for this? I will do anything," I said with all the courage I could muster, and he went to sit on his chair. I stood watching and waiting for him to respond. "You cannot give me what I want, Gwen," he said, and I dreaded what he would ask for, but I had to be brave. There was too much on the line. I needed to be brave for Marcus's sake, for my father's sake, for Ginger and her baby's sake, for my baby's sake and my sake. So I summoned courage and asked again. "Try me, Mason. Ask, I am willing to do anything for your help," I said, knowing I might
Gwyneth I was shocked at the multitude that arrived to support Mason. They were well over five hundred warriors, and I felt shame for Marcus. If only he was kind and understanding, this would have been his at no cost. I thanked Mason. Mason tried to convince me not to come, and the warriors tried to convince me of the same. They could all smell I was pregnant, but I refused, and they dropped the issue. They addressed me with so much respect, and I wondered why they were not willing to respect Marcus, after all, I was Marcu's Luna. I kept it to myself, so I do not spoil their resolve to help. We left in a convoy, and I sat with Mason at the back seat of the car. My hand was permanently on my flat belly, and I prayed for the goddess to protect us. Mason placed his hands on my lap to calm me down. It did the opposite, but I faked a smile. "I promise you won't regret this," he assured me, and I nodded. There was no need to argue with him. He had kept his word. I would have no choice b
Gwyneth We arrived at the Wind pack, and the place looked like a war zone. The houses were burnt. A lot of people were displaced. "Did Marcus do this?" I asked Mason, and he shook his head. "Drugs did this," he replied with a bit of anger, "The idiots had been experimenting too much, and it got out of hand, I guess," he explained. If I ever doubted Marcus's intentions, this made me realise what my mate was doing was necessary. If he didn't hold his grounds, our territories would have been like this, too. This baron was very wicked. Looking at the sight of the destruction and waste, I shook my head with pity. "The Baron is the real monster," I said, and Mason was silent. "and they hate Marcus? If I were him, I would have let the Baron destroy all their territories and keep only mine safe and clean," I said, and I felt Mason become uncomfortable. I couldn't lie. After seeing what I had just seen, the truth was, Marcus had a point. However evil he may seem, he wasn't laying waste to
Gwyneth Mason wasn't happy that I killed Bill, and he didn't hide it. He wanted to squeeze him for answers, but I assured him that he would be wasting his time. On our way back to the car, Mason held me to remind me of our deal and I pulled away. "I am not backing down. But you agreed to allow me to say goodbye to him properly," I reminded, him and he relaxed a bit. "One week Gwen. You have one week, and I will come and get you. By then, he would be well enough for you to break up with properly," He pointed out, and I nodded. Mason refused to sit in the same vehicle with us. My father sat in front, broken and beaten, and Marcus held me tightly in the back seat. We didn't make a stop anywhere. We arrived at the eclipse pack in the night, and the medical workers were there to pick us up. Marcus and my father were rushed to the hospital. I knew they would be okay, but I couldn't rejoice. Alfred saw me, and I saw the sadness in his eyes. He knew what was about to happen. "Luna, you
Gwyneth Marcus was not taking it well. He didn't care about my suspicions, and he didn't care about anything. "I can't let you go to him, Gwen. You are my life. I will be as good as dead with you there. How am I sure I will ever get you back." he said with tears in his eyes. "I shouldn't have gone after Bill Anders. It was a set-up. That Uldrich bastard set me up." Marcus said with so much rage that I had to stroke his hair in a bid to calm him down. "No, Marcus, this wasn't Uldrich's doing. If anything, we should be grateful this happened. If not, you would have had a false sense of support. Those treacherous figureheads must be dealt with accordingly. While I am with Mason, gain back your territories. Replace the assholes with people you can trust, and then come for me." I said to him, and he shook his head. "At this point, Gwen, I am willing to abandon ship. If Mason wants it all, he can have it. If he is the Baron, good for him. Let us leave with the pack members that are will
Gwyneth Marcus and I spent the remaining day planning. We made love so much that I got sore. He took me in ways I could never explain. It was as if he was trying to engrave himself into me. Marcus was a wild beast, and he kept claiming me over, and over again. His love bites were intense. He wasn't saying goodbye, he was giving me my fill of him. He promised it would not be long before he came for me, and I knew he meant it. He had a new resolve in his eyes. He was angry and determined, and I realised that a monster had been unleashed in him. I had my plans on how I would investigate Mason, but we both knew he wouldn't trust me enough to relax around me to catch him. I had to work on gaining his trust and then investigate him. My father was better, but the doctor kept him for observation because of the damage the monkshood had done to his system. His system was repairing itself, but it was slow. Ginger thanked me so much, but when she found out what I was giving in exchange for the h
Gwyneth I woke up the next morning to my phone ringing. The dreaded day was upon us. Marcus was sitting and staring at nothing, and my heart broke. My phone was by the bed, and I saw twenty missed calls from Mason. He even sent me several messages. I unwillingly browsed through them, and they weren't pleasant at all. "I am not a fool, Gwen. Don't think that Marcus will be able to stop me when I come for you. If you do not intend to honour your part of our deal, then you are indeed a shameless woman and unworthy of the Luna status. I went and risked my life in good fate. If I didn't help you, he wouldn't be with you. I also allowed you to spend a whole week saying goodbye, something I know he wouldn't do if the table was reversed, and now you want to do this. I won't call you again. I will come and take you by force." he threatened, and for the first time, I wanted to smash my phone. "What did he say?" Marcus asked, and I couldn't tell him, so he collected the phone to read it. I fel
Gwyneth Mason sat across from Marcus and I was made to sit on the side, away from both of them in the lounge. I knew Marcus was controlling himself. We both agreed that making a move on Mason would be unwise. Although Marcus could take him and compel him to do stuff, what about the support the asshole had garnered? They could come for us, and we did not have the strength to fight back. We needed to be wise about it, but it was taking a lot for both Marcus and me to be civil in this situation. Mason relaxed in his chair and smiled at his friend. "I remembered when I used to beg you to let us be together. You were strongly against it, and you pretended you didn't like her," He turned to me and spoke, "He said you were too ugly, too young, spoilt and naive to catch his attention but now look," he said and looked at Marcus, "I guess you fell equally as hard as I did and was too proud to admit it. When I realised it, I begged you to share. There are accounts of wolves that share mates, y