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Marcus A day had passed since I returned and found Gwen unconscious on the bed. The doctor explained that the trauma of the fight had affected her uterus walls. The doctor had told me not to worry because Alpha breeds just like Alpha's heal faster than other wolves. By the next day, her womb was fixing itself rapidly, and the baby was strong. We still did not want to know how many we were expecting and their sex. It was important to keep her sedated to heal her womb faster. The doctor said she would be okay in a few days. Mason had been hard on himself since it happened, and I didn't help matters either when I stormed in and implied it was his fault. But I knew how stubborn Gwen was, and I knew she must have gone against his will. The fact that he had to use his authority on her to make her shift, implied how stubborn she was. I wasn't happy with Alpha Delan Mackenzie either. He could have taken my order and his daughter's advice and excused Ginger and himself from this matter. Mason
Gwyneth Everything seemed blurry at first, then everything became clear. I remembered what happened, and I wondered why Mason was so scared. I moved my head and saw Mason and Marcus sitting on chairs in the room. I was so happy to see Marcus that I wanted to get up. The moment I attempted it, I felt pain. "Stay down, Gwen," Mason said, and Marcus ran to my side. He held my hand and kissed it several times with tears in his eyes. Then he kissed my forehead and gently kissed my lips. "Stay down," Marcus said gently, and I tried to speak, but my throat felt dry. "Bring her water," Marcus said, and Mason left to get water from me. He returned with a glass and a straw from me to sip. "What happened?" I managed after lubricating my mouth and throat with the water, and Mason left the room to give me and Marcus space. "You were injured, babe," Marcus said, " And we almost lost the baby," he said, and I began to fret. "Calm down," he said, gently holding me down. "Doctor said you will be
Gwyneth Marcus couldn't answer the question. "Please do not ask me that," he said to me. "No, Marcus, answer me. Since you do not have sentiments, say it to my face that you won't lift a finger for me," And he looked at me and shook his head. "I will stick to the plan, Gwen. I won't risk anyone's life to rescue you," he said, and as he spoke, my heart shattered into a million pieces. "I won't send anyone to die for your sake. I will go by myself. I will attempt the rescue alone, and I will die with you if I fail," he said, and I looked at him in shock. "You are my sentiment Gwen and no one else's. If anyone should risk their life for your sake, it should be me. I will die for you. I will risk everything that has to do with me for you, but I won't ask others to make that sacrifice. You are mine and only mine, and so the risk starts and ends with me," he said to me, and tears filled my eyes because I could now understand his view. Marcus held me close and said to me. "It is hard
Gwyneth I sat on the bench outside the warehouse with Marcus and Mason, watching them offload the goods. It was pure silver because the pack members had to cover their hands with gloves to load the bullets into the cartridges. It was plenty enough to wipe out an army of ten thousand wolves, and Simone did not have that number. So we were good. The edible silver came in dust form, and I intended to use it to reduce the population of the Fire, Wind and Gray Pack. My plan was wicked and would cause a blanket killing, but anyone in those packs was considered enemy already and would work against us if they had to. "What do you intend to do with the silver dust," Mason asked, and I smiled and looked at both of them. "Blanket Killing," I told them, and Marcus looked curious. "I have instructed Alfred to target their ale making factories. Warriors always hang out at the pub. The silver would miraculously find its way into their ale and get into their system." I said, and Mason's eyes widen
Gwyneth We opened the blood soiled letter, and it read. "Delan, I am yet to receive your daughter. I am sending someone to help bring her to me. Once she is in my custody, I will give you back your mate. I promise you, no harm will come to her. If Marcus cares for her, he will make a sacrifice. I do not intend to kill anyone. I just want Marcus to pay for Jack's death and give us back our lands," Marcus crumbled the note, and we went home to prepare for our trip to Oak pack. I tested the bulletproof vest and Skii mask that Isaac made on a soft mannequin, and it worked very well. The silver dented and fell, and I was happy. Mine was wider at the belly and hugged my tummy, well. I was thrilled about it. Not all our warriors could use a gun well, but we had to go this route. Fighting those things in wolf form was pointless. They were over enhanced, and I knew they will be expecting us to fight them in wolf form because of the scarcity of the bullets. Mason came to join us in the room
Gwyneth The motel was small, and the Alpha of the Oak Pack had cleared the place just in case there were informants around. The motel was labelled to be undergoing renovations, so we had to enter through the back covertly. The moment Marcus and I entered the room allocated to us, I grabbed him. I needed him to satisfy me before we had to move to Gray pack. Marcus was a beast, and I liked it. He understood exactly what my body needed, and he did not hold back. He had spoiled me silly, and I don't think that I could ever stop. We laid in bed with his hands rubbing my tummy, and I slept off. I woke up in the morning strong and rejuvenated. Marcus made love to me again before we went for the meeting. Everyone was waiting in the dining room of the motel. All the Alphas joining in the fight were there for us to plan and strategise. Some of them were not comfortable with the fact that I was coming and they complained that I might slow them down because of my pregnancy. Mason stepped in b
Gwyneth We moved to the location where we had information that warriors were guarding the area. We were able to move past the locales. The place was a mess. It was terrible, and there were a lot of junkies on the streets. To think how drastically the place had changed from how it was when we came there for a party to now, broke my heart. This was a place where every wolf looked forward to coming to a party, and the same would have been for me if it weren't for the tragic event that happened on my first visit. It was sad to find it in this state. In just a few months, it had become desolate and scorched. How could Simone live with herself? What kind of a leader was she? It was obvious that she had no leading bone in her because the sight of the place was enough to make her stop, but she had pressed on. She even intended on spreading this chaos into the human community. I hated her, and I held my special beverage mixed specifically for her enjoyment. I was going to make her drink it and
Gwyneth There was no need for us to be careful anymore. We raised our guns and began to shoot. Simone took cover, and her warriors started to shoot at us. When they saw we were protected, they shifted and attacked. The silver did not put them down. They simply pulled it out of their skins, but anyone we got in the heart and the head died instantly, but most of our warriors weren't that good, so some of them had to shift. The wolves were fast and vicious. Marcus and I stood and aimed at their heads. Bringing them down. Soon there was nowhere to back into, and Marcus had to shift. "Find Simone, Gwen," Marus linked me, and I was too scared to leave him to fight those things, but I listened to him and went after the bitch. I shot a couple more wolves before leaving. The way things were looking, victory was certain because we had reduced their numbers drastically with the bullets. I was glad we did not add monkshood to our bullets. We would have walked into a death trap. The way things