All Chapters of Unwanted: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Gwen I could not believe what happened to me at the meeting. Who would have guessed a werewolf would have silver claws. The very same silver that made me crippled. I did not know how to feel about this, but I was on top of the world. I felt like the baddest bitch in town. The looks on all their faces were priceless. I had become a wolf's bane. Marcus and Mason looked worried, so I had to fake it too. I had gotten my silver lining. I was happy about it. Since the incident in the human town, Everything had taken a downward spiral. The silver claws were a blessing. After dinner, I left Mason, Marcus and Michael to have their meeting and went to tuck in my children. We had lots of fun. Because it was a small house they had to share a room. We laughed and joked, and I told them scary bedtime stories. Mason always advised against it, but I loved it, and Marcus did too. They love it, so I usually wait until Mason is not with me to tell them the scary stories I could think of. They were all

Mason Pleased with myself, I rested and waited for forty-five minutes. Once the time was up, and the people I sent ahead had sent me a message stating they had settled in nicely, I got into my Jeep and headed towards the nameless diner. While driving, Kara called me many times. I guessed Derin did not find her messages funny. That was the issue with social climbers, they were never content with their life. Kara did not love me, she just wanted to be associated with me. If Marcus was approachable she would have gone for him instead. She was jealous of Gwen, and she did not bother to hide it, which was disturbing. I put my phone on silence eventually, because I needed some peace and quiet. I arrived at the diner. I looked around and saw where all the warriors I sent were seated at different tables, minding their business. They were behaving like regular customers, nothing suspicious. Then I smelled Lucius. He was sitting at a booth in the corner, wearing a face cap and a jeans jacket

Gwen The moment I got to the fence, the crowd grew quiet. " Go on, laugh. Have your fill," I said to them with tear-filled eyes. I wasn't hurt, but I needed to act like it. Politics sucked big time. " Look at me!" I said, wheeling myself. " I went to the human territory with my mates to prevent a war!" I told them. " The humans were going to pin a series of murders on our community, and we tried to get to the button of it. Instead of welcoming our help, they did this to me. They injected me with liquid silver and lied that we snuck into their territory." I said, and they gasped. " Why the fence Luna! Our business would die. We cannot work or do business in human territory. We will be at their mercy! Why the fence Luna? We were not the ones that took your legs?" Someone asked with venom and anger, and I calmed down to respond. " If your Alphas did not tell you the truth, then they have failed you. It was your alphas decision that brought up the fence," I said, and someone interru

Mason My private investigator, Timber Dalton, was a highly resourceful man. I did not expect he would be able to figure out where the human armoury was. When I told Gwen about the mission, she flipped out. She tried to blackmail me with tears. The woman knew my buttons, but I had to be strong. Convincing Marcus to come with me was easy. We had a huge fight with Gwen, but she later let us go and promised me she would never forgive me if anything happened to both of us. I was scared at that moment. Being on Gwen's bad side was not a good thing. I had to be careful throughout the mission. We manage to sneak into the human town like we did last time. While we moved through the forest, we remembered the couple slaughtered in the woods and felt sorry for them. We got in a lot easier than the last time. It was as if the government had relaxed their security, which was odd, especially now that the treaty no longer stood. I started to believe Derin might have promised them a lot more than h

Gwen I got home late in the night, and the triplets were already in bed, so I retired to my bedroom. I took off my jeans and saw the cuts from the silver whip healing gradually. Since the poisoning, my healing capacity had reduced tremendously. Doctor Isabelle had said that would be the side effect. That was also why I couldn't walk. I wheeled myself to the shower and transferred my body to a plastic chair under the shower to sit while I washed my body. I returned to the bedroom and opted to sleep naked. I was too tired and too lazy to put on anything. It wasn't long after I laid down to sleep that I slept off. I woke up in the morning, and when I checked the clock it was nine in the morning. I had overslept. I got in the wheelchair and wheeled myself to the wardrobe. Not putting too much thought into it. I grabbed Mason's t-shirt and boxers. They were easier to wear than my clothes. I wore them and wheeled out. I heard laughing in the kitchen and smelled breakfast, and I knew they