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
Gwyneth Mason arrived early, and I pretended to be sick. He wasn't so happy about it because it meant we could not do what he had planned all day. I let him hold me, and he was genuinely caring about it. He smelled like Marcus a bit and put Leah in a bad situation. I had to keep her in check. I wondered how he was able to manage it but I kept it to myself. "How was your research?" He asked me while we cuddled in bed. "I was able to do something but will continue some other time," I said in case I needed to use the system again. "You can use the computer anytime you like," he said, and I thanked him. He used the opportunity to kiss me passionately. I let him so he would allow me to go to the Willows Pack the next day when I asked him. Mason was emitting a heavy dose of pheromones that got me fired up but unfortunately for him, I didn't want him still, and I controlled my body from getting too excited around him. It wasn't easy because of my hormones, and that was why Marcus was wor
Gwyneth I was soaking wet down there. Marcus wanted foreplay, but I needed him to calm my body down first before any other thing. "Give it to me, Marcus," I told him between moans, and he growled. He unbuckled and placed himself inside me. I was soaking wet, and he pumped. I dug my nails into his back, and he pumped some more. "Harder, Marcus," I screamed, and I didn't have to ask twice. He placed me on the bed and slammed into me until I came all over him. Screaming and calling his name, begging for more. I kept cuming over and over again. Until he stilled and poured into me. The moment he came, I began to cry. "I am here," he said and held me tight, " I am here, Gwen. It is okay," He said, trying to calm me down. " I don't want to go back there, Marcus. I don't think I can hold out on him for long. Leah..." I said I decided not to complete the sentence, so I don't spoil his mood. "I know Gwen, Ivan felt it," he said, and I could understand his puffy eyes. "She is confused, "
Gwyneth I threw up throughout the journey and couldn't keep anything down. I thought it was the pregnancy and didn't think too much of it. The moment I got to the forest Packhouse, I went to the bathroom and sat under a cold shower. Mason entered and came to me in the shower. He carried me out and placed me on the bed. "Gary told me, I have sent for a doctor," he said with fear in his eyes. "You need to get your energy up. Let me get you some juice," Mason said and went to get the juice before I could protest. He sat me up and forced me to drink it all. I fell asleep after I drank the juice. I woke up feeling refreshed. I found a doctor in the room and an IV line running. "What is going..' I said, sitting up and trying to rip out the IV. "Shhh," Mason said, holding me and trying to calm me down, " We are just trying to keep you hydrated," he told me, and I looked up at the liquid to be sure he wasn't pumping me with the drugs he was using. I was relieved to see that it was salin
Gwyneth Mason did not return for three days. The omegas served me juice every morning before my meals and at night before I slept, and I didn't feel feverish for those days. They said Mason had instructed them to do so. Although he didn't call me for those three days, he kept a tab on me by calling Alen and using him to check on me. He sent me flowers and sorry cards with chocolates. The guy was trying too hard. I hoped Marcus made good on his promise and came for me because I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't stay with Mason. I no longer wanted to investigate him. The fact that he could get Leah to respond the way she did the other night scared the hell out of me. I was also discovering new things about myself. When Sylvia had walked in on Marcus and me, it had made me respond better. Mason talking dirty to me got me all fired up, and I liked it when Marcus tried to dominate in bed. I intended to try all these things with Marcus and maybe discover some new things. I wanted to leave