All Chapters of Unwanted: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Mason Gwen's reaction to Agent Style's request was normal. I expected it, but she needed to know she had nothing to worry about. Gwen was worried for the wrong reasons. The real issue was why Ingrid Styles was coming to stay with us. I knew it was not to 'help' the investigation as she tried to put it. It was to prove that Marcus and I were guilty and blow our peace treaty to bits. I knew what Marcus was doing at the Clement pack was important, but we needed him home. The whole spending time with Gwen stuff was cute and quite considerate, but I did not need any convincing to know that the love was the same. I did not know how Gwen would feel about my decision to ask Marcus. She had compared me to Marcus in the heat of anger, saying he would have given her a say at the meeting, but I doubted it. I did not want to hurt her feelings or argue with her, that was why I was silent. I doubted Marcus would have even let her go into the building. My mate needed to learn some patience. I had cal

Mason Marcus and I went to play a video game in the living room while Gwen retired to bed. I had missed my best friend, and he knew it. "So, how was the honeymoon?" he teased, and I laughed. "Really, Marcus? We have been 'honeymooning' for two years now," I pointed out, and he nodded. "I guess so. Times fly past really fast," he said, and we laughed. I knew his real reason for being scarce, and this was the time to iron things out with him. "Marcus," I said with a serious tone, and he paused the game to listen to me. "I know why you have been making yourself scarce lately, I want to tell you there is no need for that," I said. He tried to speak, and I stopped him. "There is no need, Marcus, because there is no competition. I do not feel left out. Gwen loves us equally. I know this and Adrian knows this. I noticed how awkward she has been lately, and I do not like it. I want both of you to disregard the gossip, and let's make this thing work. It is no longer a love triangle, we

Mason Gwen packed the food nicely in the basket, and I placed the slacks on it. She did not want to let me go, but I knew I could not stay any longer than I already had. "We will return as soon as we are done. Meanwhile, I need you to be vigilant here. Remember to check the monitor in our home office to see what is going on outside the house," I told her, and she nodded. She kissed me again, and I stepped out. I shifted, and she helped me with the handle of the basket. Lifting the basked with my jaws, I headed towards the woods to meet Marcus. I arrived at the location and found Marcus there, still staring at the corpses. I laid the basket down, and we both shifted back to our human forms. I handed him his slacks and wore mine. After we dressed up, he pointed at the food. "How were you able to convince her not to come?" he asked, and I smiled. Asshole, that was why he sent me instead of going by himself. "Asshole," I told him, and he laughed. He shrugged his shoulders and went t

Marcus I could not concentrate. My heart was in my mouth throughout the drive. We shouldn't have left Gwen at home. Someone or some people had broken into our home and tried to kill our mate. How could all this happen now? Gwen and Mason were alright before I returned. I did not know what to think. I would not forgive myself if she died. I drove as fast as I could to the clinic in the Luna Eclipse. Although the Forest pack was closer, the hospital there wasn't well equipped. Gwen needed all the help she could get. What baffled me was that her scent was all that there was in our home. Apart from the sign of struggle and Gwen's physical state, it was as if no one had come there. I was afraid that she had been in that state for long. I was angry. While we bantered with the I.S.A. in the woods, Gwen was fighting for her life. I knew tears were streaming down my face, but I did not care. Ivan could not feel her, and I was scared. I was so afraid that I did not know what to do. "How is s

Mason We returned home after Gwen was discharged from the hospital. Marcus had the place fixed up, and it looked like nothing happened there, but we knew otherwise. I could still see the scene live in my head. I was glad Gwen was alright. I wanted Gwen to go and rest in the bedroom, she refused. She had been through a horrible ordeal, she needed all the rest she could get, but she refused. She sat in the living room, trying to watch television. "Marcus tell her to go lie down," I urged, and he looked at me and looked away, smiling. "No way," he linked me, and I sighed. "I can't believe you expect me to go to bed." Gwen began, "I have been in bed for two days. Two days, Mason." she complained, and I gave up. I was about to sit next to her when my cell phone rang. I looked at the caller Id, and it was Ingrid. "Hello," I answered. "Good evening Alpha Mathlaw," she said, and I replied. "How is Luna Mackenzie doing?" She asked. I wondered why she would be concerned about Gwen, and