All Chapters of Unwanted: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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 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 Marcus surprised me. I thought he would be mean towards his friend, but he was kind about it. Mason did a lot of crazy things, and even though it seemed like Marcus had forgiven him, I doubted he would be able to forgive himself that easily. We arrived at the cottage, and I went inside to see the place. I remembered that was the place Marcus and I claimed each other. The instant I stepped in, I felt butterflies in my stomach, and memories began to rush in. I sat on the couch and looking around, I realised the place was just as we had left it. It was either Marcus did not want anyone to know we were there for security purposes, or it was a spur-of-the-moment decision to come there, and he would send for Omegas to clean the place later. Marcus and Mason entered laughing about something, and a tear rolled down my eyes, realising that was how they were when I met them together. It was good to see them laughing together and not at each other's throats anymore. "What's the joke?"

Gwyneth The Omegas came to stock the cottage, and we had a good time strategising and planning. We watched a couple of movies, joked and laughed about many, serious things and then passed out on the floor. I woke up on the bed next to Marcus. I wondered how I got there, but I knew Marcus must have carried me to bed. I got up and went to the kitchen to get some juice. I found Mason sitting on the couch, using Marcus's laptop, and he seemed busy. "Good morning," I said to him, and he looked up at me. "Lavender," He said with a smile, " Of all the scents, it had to be Lavender," he said, and I smiled back at him. "Couldn't sleep?" I asked, and he shook his head. "Just woke up," he said, and I frowned. "I slept on the couch," he said, and I nodded. "Any headway?" I asked him, avoiding going into a conversation where I ask him why he slept on the couch, because honestly, under normal circumstances he should be on the couch. "Yes. Simone Thomas is at large. I am going through my un

Gwyneth I asked Marcus why we needed to travel to get the ammunition, and he told me that some people had bought off the silver bullets in the market. We didn't need to know who it was. The fact that we had used guns often to dispose of them meant they would not want them hanging around. Marcus needed to have special bullets made, secretly so that when we face the traitors, it would seem we have no silver bullets to use against them. I felt it was a good idea, but I hoped they hadn't bought all those bullets to use against us instead. I kept my fear to myself and chose to bring it up when necessary. One thing I knew was that we wouldn't be shifting to fight, and we would be going there bulletproof, something they wouldn't anticipate. Lucas might have anticipated this move, but Sylvia and Simone might not. Even if they do, it wouldn't matter. Marcus had the resources and funds to solve the supply problem. Mason arrived in the morning. He was successful and he found out that Sylvia and