Gwyneth As angry as I was, my spirit was lifted to see Marcus. I started to fiddle with the chains. Marcus dropped the bastard and rushed to me. "Gwen," he said with tears in his eyes. He must have been afraid. His eyes were swollen, and he looked like he had gone mad briefly and had just recovered after seeing me. He moved behind me and started working on the chains. "We need to hurry Marcus, Mason is mad!" I said while Marcus was breaking my chains. "He is going to the old warehouse where we held Uldrich to kill someone. I don't know who it is, but we need to hurry," I said. Marcus had finished breaking the chains. I stood up, and he kissed me passionately. "I am sorry it took this long, Gwen. I thought I had lost you," he said and held me to his chest. I could feel his fear and his calm. "Don't worry, Gwen, I have people there already. Alfred will take you to safety. While I go for him," He said, still holding me to his chest, and I broke away, shaking my head and crying. "I
Gwyneth "I am not the Baron, Gwen. Marcus is. Marcus and Sylvia have been working together. That was why I was looking for him," he said and shifted back. I pulled out my claws, and he fell down. I stood still, then turned to see Sylvia smiling at me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood. I was scared. I knew Marcus wasn't the Baron, which meant it was either Sylvia or Lucas. I turned to see that Mason had passed out. "I must thank you, Gwen, for taking care of all my troubles," she said, and I was confused. "I don't understand," I said, and she laughed. "I am the Baron, Gwen. Mason was onto me, that was why he brought me here. Little did he know my father was working for me." "You can't be," I said and she laughed. "Why Gwen?" She asked, tilting her head to the side, "I don't look the part right?" She asked, and I didn't know how to explain it. She took a deep breath and exhaled. "Mason had been on to me for a while now. It took a lot to deflect his suspicion towards Marcus
Gwyneth I woke up in the Eclipse pack clinic. Although it was a bad situation, I was glad to be home. I remembered what had happened and became worried for Marcus, Mason and my baby. We had all been played and deceived by Sylvia and her father. Apparently, my father's tip was right, and he wasn't lying. Lucas Mathlaw was linked to the Baron. Although Sylvia said she was the Baron, there was a possibility her father started it, and she took over from him because Marcus rejected her. The bitch was too obsessed with my mate. What hurt me the most was Alen's betrayal. I was angry with Marcus for not killing the traitor when he rescued me. He had given him a chance to stab me in the back. I was going to kill him personally. "Luna, you are awake," Alfred said to me, looking very happy and somehow sad at the same time. "Marcus?" I asked and contemplated. I was so scared that tears began to fall. "He is in critical condition, him and Alpha Mason, but the doctor promised they will pull thro
Gwyneth We all met in my room as I requested, and Michael and Scott were glad to see I was okay. I noticed Michael specifically because he was the one that rushed into the warehouse and carried me out. He must have been afraid because I know there was blood everywhere. I honestly wished I had finished Sylvia off. Alen's interference angered me. How was I going to beat the bitch now that Leah was back to normal? Leah's huge size gave me a fighting chance. It wasn't like I was planning on doing the drugs, but I hoped Marcus and Mason pulled through because I alone could not lead our warriors to fight drugged-up, enhanced wolves. It would be certain suicide, and I was unwilling to die. I smiled at the three men, and they smiled back at me. Their relief was palpable, but I couldn't match it because I was worried for Marcus. "It took you three days, Gwen. We were very scared. Even though doctor Reynold said you were okay, we didn't think you would make it," Michael confessed, and I smil
Gwyneth Two more days passed, and the doctors came to unhook Marcus from Machines, which was a good sign, and I was happy. Although Marcus was still asleep, the doctor said he was out of the woods and would wake up anytime. He was fully healed and could now breathe on his own. I was grateful to the moon goddess. I prayed that he wakes up and we continue our lives. I missed our room, his possessiveness, our arguments and how he made love to me and dominated me. I missed everything, and I was angry at Sylvia, Lucas and Alen for doing this to us. I was happy that I succeeded in killing Lucas. When I had collected that gun from my father, and he warned me it only had one bullet, I was hesitant to accept it thinking it would not do me much good but I was wrong. That single silver bullet removed scum from this world. A menace that shouldn't have been allowed to breathe in the first place. However bad Sylvia might be, it was still Lucas's fault. He had misled and misguided his daughter. Luca
Gwyneth Marcus was finally awake. He gradually sat up and looked at me lovingly. I knew the event had flashed in his mind because I felt his fear. He looked at my belly and placed his hands on it with a question in his eyes, and I nodded, filled with joy and shedding joyful tears. He hugged me tightly and stood up to kiss me. He kissed me passionately. "I am sorry I didn't come for you early enough," he apologised, and I told him it was okay. "Don't worry, Marcus. The drugs didn't affect the baby, and the effect was temporary. I no longer have it in my system," I assured him, and he placed his forehead on mine to look into my eyes. "I am sorry, baby," he apologised, feeling guilty, " I am sorry I couldn't finish him off," he said, and I knew he was referring to Mason. I pulled away and shook my head. "This must stop, Marcus," I said gently, and he looked surprised. "Lucas and Sylvia used this feud to deceive all of us. Mason tried to kill you thinking, you were the Baron and Luca
Gwyneth I had never been taken in a hospital before, but here we were. Marcus was hard and ready, determined to be my first for everything. My p**sy ached for him. I wanted him badly. I needed him too. The room wasn't locked, but we couldn't be bothered. Assaulting people's senses wasn't a concern of ours. I went on my knees and took him in my mouth. I wanted to give him pleasure and welcome him back to the land of the living. The instant he was in, I heard him groan, and I took him until I gagged, but I didn't stop there. I worked on him, bobbing my head, and he soon helped, moving his hips and thrusting in and out while grabbing my hair. I kept at it, and then he pulled me off. "I want to cum inside your sweet p**sy," he whispered in my ears, and I could fill my wetness. He laid me on the couch and took off my pants from under my skirt. I anticipated it. I wanted it, and when his lips touched my cl*t, I moaned. He f*cked me with his tongue. My cl*t wasn't spared either. He licked a
Gwyneth We stayed indoors the next day. Marcus didn't do much. I really wanted to check on Mason, but I was too frightened to bring it up. I didn't want Marcus to think I had feelings for his friend, and I did not think Marcus was over the incident. Michael said you sent the Gamma and Delta on errands," Marcus said, and I figured Michael must have linked him to tell him. I sat up in bed, exhausted from our recent activities and sighed. "Yes, I did," I said, yawning, " I don't want to give Sylvia time to come up with a plan," I said to him, and he nodded and returned to bed to sit next to me. "Thanks, Gwen," he said calmly, and I was confused as to why he was thanking me. "For saving my life and sparing Mason's life," he said and kissed my lips. The truth was I didn't intend to spare Mason's life. Fate had. If Sylvia didn't laugh, I would have twisted my hand and pulled out something from him. I kept silent and did not say a word. "I heard he is in his senses now. Would you want
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