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
Gwen. I decided to check on Luisa as Marcus and Mason had requested. I was still unable to shake off the knowledge of the plans the humans had for us, especially me. I could not believe that they planned on taking bits and pieces of me. Larry was an evil bastard, and he needed to be stopped. I hoped my father and the other Alphas succeed in getting Derin. He had no excuse to sell out his kind the way he did. I marvelled at how quick he was to bring up ideas to help ruin our lives. We never did anything to this guy. He was just a greedy asshole that was also a hater. I hated him for the pain and suffering he helped the humans bring to our community. Children could no longer play in the open. Everyone was underground, including my children. I hoped this would pass like a bad dream, and we would look back and laugh because I became scared every passing minute. I hid it from my mates so they would not falter, but my heart was weary. These people had no morals, care, fears or values, which
Marcus As soon as Gwen left, Mason and I began to make some calls. We needed to be sure everything was in place. We had decided to grab Larry, nonetheless, and faced the consequences later. Regardless of the situation, we would just have to deal as they come. "How many wolves do you suppose are down there?" I asked Mason, referring to Larry's multiple underground labs. "Can't count because I am sure Derin gave a lot of wolves from his territory not to count the stolen wolves from the other four territories," Mason said, and I sighed. The guy was a traitor. Selling out his kind like that, and for what? I did not see Larry offering Derin what he didn't already have. He was an Alpha. He was rich and respected. What else would prompt the bastard to work against his kind? While I was thinking about it, a call came in from Delan. I answered immediately and put him on speaker so that Mason could hear him. "Marcus," Delan said, sounding happy on the phone. "Is Mason home yet?" He asked.