All Chapters of Unwanted: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Marcus. Leah called out to me while Mason took Gwen, and I was satisfied with watching them. The view made me hard as hell, but I wanted to wait. So I calmed Ivan down, but Leah's call was too damn strong. If Gwen hadn't left to the bathroom, I might have taken her after Mason. It was amazing to see how true love worked with us. I could never get tired of Gwen. As time went by, I just wanted her more and more. I wanted to love her and make her happy always. I wanted to keep a permanent smile on her face, be everything to her. She was everything to me, and I hoped she knew it. While I watched both of them, I was glad they were not in the house at the time of the shooting. I would have been a mess by now. Maybe they wouldn't have survived it. Whoever attacked our home was targeting everyone in it. The lead was for the agent, and the silver was for the wolves. I thanked the goddess that Gwen and Mason were not there, and I was grateful for Michael's life. Right now, all I wanted to do wa

*Warning Triggering Event (concerns a family)PLEASE DO NOT READ if you have issues dealing with death and Murder* Gwen "What should we do?" I linked my men while the shrieks of the person grew more desperate. Weren't officers close by? Or did they all clear out? Mason and Marcus did not respond but kept their eyes glued on the direction the sound was coming from. "Please don't eat me!" I heard a man's voice pleading, and then the wolves growled at him. There were easily three wolves there. My strong nose picked three distinct wolf scents. "What should we do?" I Linked again, and they both looked at me. "We can't help him, Gwen?" Marcus said, and I frowned. "Marcus is right," Mason agreed, "It is either we go and help that guy, which would end up alerting the authorities of our presence in the woods and the fact that we were trying to cross into their territory illegally, will be bad for us. We would not be able to explain ourselves out of the mess, and judging by the distance, we

Marcus Gwen seemed a bit relaxed in the morning. Mason and I felt bad about using the bond to subdue her. Letting the wolves get away with what they did was one of the hardest things Mason and I had done. But we were not stupid. We had done the math. Even though every fibre of our being urged us to go, we had to calculate the odds, and there was no way we would reach the family in time. But Gwen wasn't thinking, and I wouldn't blame her. Only a mother would know another mother's pain, but we were fathers, and we knew what was going on in the man's head at that minute. Being helpless, and put in the position to beg for the life of your wife and child, was the worse thing that could ever happen to a man. It took a lot not to intervene, but they were too far from us. We did not have that kind of speed. We needed to move faster than the speed of sound to get to them in time and rescue them, and none of us could do that. Mason held Gwen with all his might while he fought the urge to rescu

Mason. Gwen amazed me when she said she wanted to stay a bit longer. I honestly wasn't ready to leave the children, and deep down, I had hoped she would change her mind. I must have hoped hard enough because it came to pass. When I held her in the morning, I felt the peace within her and realised we had nothing to worry about. Compelling her was one of the hardest things Marcus and I ever did, but it was necessary for both our sakes. We could not allow her to act on her emotions and end up hurting everyone. I knew she meant well because she had a big heart, but it was unfortunate that what had happened was completely beyond us. It took a lot to walk away from that event, but the sound of the family's cries lingered on my mind, and I promised myself to get them the justice they deserved. What happened that evening was very fishy, and that was why I informed Timber of the event. I found it strange that the attack occurred immediately after the patrol officers left. There was no way the

Mason If it were not for Timber, they would have gotten us and our children. The children had escaped narrowly. I knew Marcus would blame himself for this. Gwen was a complete mess, her nerves were all over the place, and it wasn't because she was afraid of the humans, it was because of the shock that they would have gotten our children and her siblings. Gwen was still shaking when we heard the helicopter and the sirens. "You have been surrounded!" we heard from the gramophone coming from the chopper. We did not bother. We were making sure all traces of children being in the house was erased. Thank god the kappas always cleaned up after the children, there wasn't any evidence left to point to the fact that children were in the building. "All clear?" Mason asked, and I nodded. "Gwen," I said, and she looked at me wide-eyed, and a bit relaxed. "Are you okay?" I asked her, and she nodded. "I am sorry, Gwen," Marcus apologised. "It is not your fault. Don't blame yourself for this,"