Marcus I got home and went straight to the office. I did not want to have to deal with Gwen at the moment. Pushing me to let Michael back in the ranks was too much. Yes, she was luna, but this was still my pack and territory. I needed to decide and do what was best for all of us. Michael had shown a sign of weakness, and that automatically disqualified him as a second in command. The fact that Gwen could not see this was mind bugging. Her emotions blinded her. I had to leave because I wanted to avoid arguing with her. Mason, on the other hand, did not bother to speak up, which was beginning to get to me. I know Michael isn't his problem, but we were in this thing together. If it were the other way around, I would have spoken up on his behalf. I waited until I had cooled off and then linked Mason to join me in the office. We had a serious issue to discuss. I did not want Gwen there because of the whole Michael issue. She was blinded by her emotions and we needed to make a decision tha
Gwen After my discussion with Michael, I went to see Ingrid. She was looking sad, and the food she was given remained untouched in her room. I did not put her in the cells so Michael wouldn't find her. The moment she saw me she sat up. "Is it time?" She asked, and I knew what she was referring to. As much as I wanted to keep my promise to her, I couldn't. She was no longer my problem. She was now Michael's full responsibility, and he had the discretion to do as he liked. I pulled the chair in the room close to where she sat and sat on it to face her. I needed to read her facial expressions. I needed to know. As weak as I may seem, Michael was the only real friend I had, so it mattered to me. Mason and Marcus might not care as much as I did, and it was allowed because Michael was my friend, not theirs. This woman had used my friend most painfully. Though it was unintentional, I wanted to know if she would have had the courage to do otherwise. "Hello, Ingrid," I said, and she smiled
Marcus Working the Michael issue out with Gwen felt good. I knew she did not see what she was doing as pressuring me, but I was glad she finally did, and I knew she would not bring it up again. Mason had to leave for the Clement pack to give Lucius and the other Alpha instructions on dealing with Derin. We knew we had to reclaim the remaining two territories before we could move in on the secretary. I was serious when I said I did not want any more deaths, so Mason agreed that we abduct Derin before we take Larry and expose the experiments they had been running. The ISA was too deep in it. There was no way heads won't roll for this. Mason got ready to leave in the morning. Gwen and I saw him off to the jeep. He wasn't to take part in the operation, he was just going to give the instructions and return. As things were, Mason would have to spend the night in Clement's pack. I wanted this whole thing over with so I can be with my children and run my pack in peace. While we were biddin
Mason Delan drove with so much determination that I knew Derin would not get out of the mess. Delan was a very peaceful man. He was the kind to leave well enough alone. He never used violence to solve conflicts and was always ready to humble himself for peace. Quite the opposite of his daughter, but here he was, driving my jeep with fire in his eyes, ready to destroy Derin. "Delan, it's personal?" I asked him, and he nodded his head. "All my life Mason, I have deprived myself or backed down for the sake of peace, never reaching out to take what I want. I sacrificed my happiness and almost sacrificed my daughter's happiness. I had used myself and my child to settle scores all because I wanted the people of Willow to live. I wanted them to keep their lives and not die meaningless deaths. The math was simple to me. Two unhappy people to keep thousands of people safe and protected. It was better than holding on and destroying all those lives. My brother always saw me as the weak one, bu
Gwen Marcus and I got to Isabelle's lab, and she was waiting nervously. I knew she had been under a lot of pressure to find something that would help. It was in her eyes. I could tell she was afraid and worried. "Hello, Isabelle," I said with a smile so she could relax, and she smiled back. "Let us get to it," Marcus said, with a stern voice. I was the only one that got to see his soft side. He had spoken to me that way for a while before we finally fell in love and everything was history. I saw how unsettled Isabelle became at his voice, and I linked her to calm down. Marcus wanted me to be okay, and I knew he wanted everything to be over and done with. I couldn't blame him. We had all been stretched thin, and it was all thanks to Larry. The bastard deserved what was coming to him. The human community did not know the amount of damage the bastard had caused us. It was time they knew because Larry would have to pay for his crimes. Our lives mattered too. Why destroy an entire commun
Mason Luisa was a dedicated sigma. She drove with so much dedication that when I became sleepy; I dared not doze off because her eyes were on the road, and it would show weakness if I slept while I made her stay awake. "How often do you do this?" I asked her. "What, Alpha?" She asked, looking at me through the rearview mirror. "I mean, drive through the night," I said, and she smiled. "Sigmas do most of the transporting in the pack. They delegate all the transport work to wolves at our rank, and most of the transport is usually nighttime," She explained. I nodded. "What do you transport?" I asked. "Orders from you or Alpha Renfield, I suppose. Medications, Weapons, protective gears, prisoners, food and supplies," she explained, and I nodded. "So you drive a truck," I said, and she grinned. "Lorries most of the time," She said, and my eyes widened at her words. Luisa was a lot tougher than I expected. "I love your driving skills. You will be our driver henceforth," I said, an
Marcus I headed to the office, leaving Gwen and Mason in the bedroom. I suspected he would not sleepover at Gray pack, but I didn't tell Gwen because I wasn't sure. I also knew when he came in, in the night. I saw him enter and leave. The truth is, I wouldn't be alive if I wasn't vigilant. I went to the office and started the computer. I was eager to see what Tim had sent Mason. We needed to plan the operation swiftly. Hopefully, it would not be complicated because we were all tired. We wanted to spend time with our families and resume our lives. So much had happened, and our two years of peace seemed like a distant memory now, with all our wolves living underground. I hoped Delan and the others would succeed and claim Derin's territories. We did not want humans to have an opening. The computer finished booting, and I hooked up to the wireless network. Going through Mason's mails, I skipped the ones he had read and went for the new message. It had attachments. A video footage and d
Marcus It took a while before I could build up the courage to open the files. There were about eight Jpeg files altogether. They were snapshots of documents with formulas and plans. According to the documents, we were going to be recruited into the army to build up their military strength. My name and Mason's name were on one, and Gwen's name was on another. They were planning to grab her and run a series of tests. Looking at what was on the paper, Gwen wasn't going to survive it. They wanted all sorts of things from her, skin tissue, brain tissue, blood sample, liver sample, kidney sample, name it, and they were willing to take it while she was still alive. "With the remarkable regenerative ability these species have, it would be possible to collect all the samples needed from the subject without killing her." Some sick bastard scribbled it down on one of the documents. Did they know how painful it was? And Gwen's regenerative skills were close to that of a human right now. She wo