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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
Gwyneth I woke up tied to a chair in a room. I tried to wriggle free from the chain, but it wouldn't budge. I knew it wasn't silver because it didn't burn, but I was surprised that it wouldn't break. If only I could see the chain, I would know what to do, but my hands were tied at the back. "Hello!" I called out, but no one answered. My head was still foggy from the event that transpired and led me to where I was. I remembered I was carried out by some men I did not know, and I remembered passing out in the back of their van. I became scared because they injected me with something, and I hoped my baby was alright. "Hello," I called out, but no one answered. I resigned myself and relaxed a bit so I could think straight. I wondered what Mason was up to, and I became worried. Some men entered the room, and I shook the chain to let them know I was awake. As they approached, my heart filled with fear because I was helpless. At this point, I would shift if need be because if they are t
Gwyneth Mason placed me on the chair and secured my hands at the back. "Don't bother trying to shift Gwen. The chain is silver. I only galvanised it so it won't burn your skin," he said to me, and I scuffed my throat. "Thanks for the kindness," I said with a sarcastic tone. "Gwen," Mason said, looking into my eyes. "Marcus has gone mad. He is killing people," He said to me. "He is doing his job," I told him, and he shook his head. "These people are not on drugs, Gwen. He is killing innocent people and taking over the packs," he said to me, and I smiled. "The packs belonged to him to begin with until the treacherous bastards decided they were going to betray him. He placed them there as figureheads, and he is taking them out for their betrayal," I said and smiled at him. "Don't be like him, Gwen. Don't let Marcus corrupt your gentle soul. All those people want is liberation," he argued with me. "They refused to help him in his time of need," I replied, and he stood up and began
Gwyneth "Have you been drugging me, Mason?" I asked, hoping I was wrong, and he didn't say a word. "Goddess!!! Mason!!, how could you do that against my consent? " I said and began to cry. "I had to. Don't worry. It is the same thing I am on. It will just make your wolf stronger and make you immune to Marcus's compulsion," he said. "Fuck you, Mason!!" I said with so much rage and anger. "How could you do this to me, and my baby? I asked him, and he shook his head. I was so mad and so angry, "Don't worry, Gwen. The doctor said it was completely safe for the baby. It is to make you strong and immune to compulsion," he said, and I felt the rage boiling up to the surface. I remembered all the fever, weakness and vomiting. I was going through changes, no wonder Leah had been silent. 'Leah!' I was afraid for my wolf. "Mason, you bastard!!!" I yelled. "You might hate me now, but you will surely thank me later," he said and turned around to leave. Mason was mad. He had lost it. Only the