**GWEN**"Are you okay, sweetheart?" my mother asked the minute she saw me walking into the living room. From her outward appearance and the manner she was gawking at Mousy, I could tell if I hadn't arrived at this point, something drastic would have taken place. Mousy at seeing me, sighed in relief and stalked out of the room while sending me a secret gratitude smile. "I'm fine, Mom," I tentatively touched her palm placed on my left cheek. My eyes sweet around the room at everyone, still trying to agree that this was happening. "Baby, come here." My mom hugged me once more. "I don't care whatever it was that made you leave, I am thoroughly, in fact overly happy to see you again.""Me too, mother." I forced myself to live in the moment and forget about Ashton even though for now. I pushed away from her and pressed my hand down my gown in a wiping gesture. I was nervous. "Have you been seen to your rooms?""That cunt of a man won't even let us leave the room!" My sister thundered fro
**GWEN**"He is still not speaking to you?" Abby asked me, wagging her fingers in front of her mouth as she gobbled the hot spaghetti. I gave her a sad shrug. "He doesn't even sleep in the same room with me. And when he sneaks in at night thinking I'm asleep, it is to pick his clothes and sneak out. He is so stubborn!" I hissed haughtily. Most times I wanted to stand up and tell him to his face he was full of shit! There I lay missing him like he was my next breath and he was busy being tenacious all because I won't bend to his will and send my family away. One week! One good week and he still won't speak to me. And guess what? I have been doing my best to keep my family happy as much as I could despise his indifference. In fact, today, Tyler offered to take them on tour around the pack, and I didn't waste time to agree. Hence I came here. I couldn't stay there, alone and bored. Charlotte was hardly around as she went on with her life with her new friends. She met my parents four
**ASHTON**"Her name would be Musty," I patted down the body of a huge brown Caribbean stallion. It scratched its front hooves and with a proud huff stomped forward. I smiled, little bubbles of joy dancing inside my belly.Slowly my ranch was growing. I now had different breeds from the best trainers in the world. The best horses you can get in the world. My dream was coming to pass. I could now host a race if I so desired or get my horses to cross and produce more horses to sell and grow my business and empire. It was as my father wanted but was never bold enough to take the steps.Now I was doing it. Even though my mother doesn't know about them. I haven't become bold enough to tell her. That day we had a feud; Abby and I, my heart nearly left my mouth thinking she was going to sell me short.She didn't. Part of why when Gwen informed me of her present accommodation, I agreed to let her stay there if it was what she wished for. Abigail like mother was stubborn, but she's my daddy's
**GWEN**"What do you mean by that?" He asked me, in a milder tone. I didn't even know what I meant. All I knew was that I was tired of everything. I didn't need him trying to fight every man on my way. I was not a child. And definitely would never cheat on him. If only he knew that. If only he trusted me. "I-I need to rest a bit before dinner," I said, shuffling away. I opened the closet and rummaged through, searching for nothing. My head clouded. Tears incessantly poured down my face. I wished things would go back to how it was between us, at the same time I was scared. Until when are we going to continue like this? We are sweet today, and then by tomorrow, we are back to square one. "Little wolf...""Ju-just go, for now, Ashton." I managed to choke out. I didn't want him to see me like this. I didn't want him to go too. I didn't even know what I wanted now. Just him! It irked me, but that was the truth. "Okay." it was sad. Even more sad to me that he would give in that easily
**GWEN**My mother's face dropped in worry and she hastily scooted closer and placed her left hand on mine, bringing my attention back to her. "Is this what you have been going through silently? Why didn't you tell me at once?""Because I didn't want you to worry, mother. What was I supposed to say? The Dr has different reasons why he thinks I can't bear children but I recalled him saying something about duplicate genetics which I interpreted to be that I don't have a wolf. But right now, I no longer know, Mother.""What does your husband have to say about this?"I shrugged depressively. "Nothing. He seemed to not care but I'm still worried. I want my own child. I want to be able to carry my own baby, Mother. Is that too much to ask from the goddess after all I've been through?" My voice quivered, unrepressed tears pouring down my face. Mother was fast to gather me in her arms and allowed me sob out my heart. "It's going to be okay, my child. Believe me, the goddess might already b
**GWEN**"Show me how much," I moaned, my finger sinking into his scalp to drag him closer. I felt like I was drunk and still needed more wine. I couldn't get enough of him. Our lips clashed in a battle of prowess, each fighting for dominance while at the same time trying to showcase our frustration over the lost nights. I desired everything about this man down to his faults. His madness, his insecurities. My pussy got wet merely knowing he was jealous of seeing me with another man even as it frightened me. No one had ever wanted me this way. And it had to be him. The King of Lycans! It was enough to turn me on. "You have no idea what you have signed up for," he mumbled in a hoarse voice, grabbing my lap as he stood up from the sofa and the next thing, I was slapped against the wall. "Argh!" I cried out, but my words were cut short by his tongue that thrust deep down my throat, and back out, eliciting more moans from me and the need to match his attack. When his lips left mine, i
ASHTON"Where is Striker?" I asked as I approached the stables in the morning, an obscured smile hinting at the background of my face for obvious reasons. It had been so since last night. One would think I won the lottery from the manner my heartbeat was plummeting inside my chest.Just because of her.Love felt that way."He is feeding in the open field, your highness," Tyga said, pointing in the direction of the open plush meadow where a huge black stallion was bent feeding. These days, I no longer bothered to hide them. I wonder why my mother hadn't taken notice."Prepare him." I marched forward into the stables to check on the two other horses in there. I will be going to the big ranch to check out the rest later on, not that it was necessary, as I trusted Tyga. Merely for formality's sake. At the first house, a greyhound poked its nose in my palm, sniffing for treats, causing me to grin. I fed him one which he was fast to ravish and came back for more, I ignored him until I was d
GWENI couldn't believe what I just heard. Ashton killed his ex? But...how? How is that even possible? I tried to wrap my head around it but the more I tried, I kept arriving at a dead end in my head. By now, my appetite was gone and like him, I found my hand frozen, my spoon lowering to my ceramic ware. Right at that point, even the white lights from the spiraling chandelier suddenly appeared dark and everything around me seemed to turn vile, my food inclusive, like a venom in my mouth.He killed a werewolf and yet he hated us and saw us as the problem. Meanwhile, we were the ones supposed to demonstrate such behavior towards him. We were the ones hurt. The ones wronged. Who killed their lover because they broke their heart? Is Ashton this much of a monster? How much of this man do I not know?"Unfuckenbelievable!" Charlotte cried out, slapping the gray napkin she had been using to wipe her hands roughly on the table as if the poor object was the present cause of her wrath. "You-wha