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
Gwyneth Mason and I ate dinner in silence. He brought me chocolate, and I made him feel comfortable. "I am sorry about my behaviour," I apologised, and he looked at me suspiciously, so I knew I needed to try harder, "You are right. I shouldn't make you feel guilty about this. After all, I was the one that came to you for help." I said and began to shed crocodile tears to loosen him up. I hoped for my sake I was a good actress. He moved close to me to hold me. "Please do not cry, Gwen. I intend to make you happy for the rest of your life," he said, and I prayed to the goddess that we solved this issue quickly. I couldn't imagine living the rest of my life with this weasel. "I don't mean to be sad. It is just that Marcus is all that I know. And now I know he is hurting," I said and cried some more. "He got over a dead mate. At least he knows you are alive, and he knows I will never mistreat you. That is why he gave you up without a fight. As long as his baby is alright, he will smil
Gwyneth Mason's words had scared me, and Adrian's desperation scared Leah too. I laid in bed cuddled in Mason's arms, and I wished it was Marcus. I should be with my mate right now. Instead, I was with this asshole. I didn't know when I started crying. Unfortunately for me, Mason woke up. "Gwen is everything okay?" he asked, and I couldn't answer. Everything wasn't okay. I hated my life the way it was. I missed Marcus so much, and I wanted my mate. "Gwen please, did I do anything wrong?" He asked, and I shook my head, but he knew I was lying. His facial expression became sad. "You want Marcus," he asked, sounding defeated, and I shook my head, but he knew I was lying. "Why won't you give me a chance, Gwen?" he asked me with tears in his eyes, " I loved you first. I appreciated you first. I wanted you first," he said, and I shook my head in tears. "Marcus only got with you because I wanted you," he said, and I didn't know how to answer that. I honestly believed Mason was delusiona
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