บททั้งหมดของ Unwanted: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Marcus I had received a call from Agent Simpson about my attack at my home. My heart was in my mouth because I was scared for the people I had left behind. They told me that Michael and Ingrid were the only ones home, and they both had been injured severely. What I did not expect was for them to ask me for my location. The moment he did that, I knew what they were planning, so I told him I would go to their office. They did not wait for me to get to the human side of our community, they arrested me at the border. They also came prepared with armoured tanks and silver galvanised weapons. They weren't playing. I did not want them to find Willow's Pack because if they did, it wouldn't take long for them to make out that our children were there. With all that was happening and my family being the target lately, they needed not to know where my children were. I surrendered at the border, and they arrested me. They were gentle about it since they did not meet any resistance. "I need to

Marcus After breakfast, I picked up my phone to talk to Gwen. I was worried that she would be angry, thinking I had hung up on her. I needed to know she was alright, and let her know that my battery had died while we were talking. I dialled Gwen's line, and it rang a bit before she answered. The moment I heard her voice, my heart was relieved. I sighed and waited, then spoke. "Hello," I said, "Marcus, are you alright?" she asked with concern, and I was glad she wasn't mad at me. "Yes, Gwen. I am so sorry. Last night my battery died while we were still talking. I wanted to charge it, but the ISA did not give me a charger until this morning." I explained. I sighed, waiting for her to speak and hoping my silence had not caused her to worry. My heartbeat wasn't steady, and I longed to hear her put it at ease. "I am not mad, Marcus. I am glad you are alright. I was really pissed off." she said, and I heard her sob. My heart broke because it wasn't my intention to hurt her. "I miss y

Gwen We drove in silence, and Mason was careful not to do or say anything that would push me over the edge. Leah told me to loosen up, but I couldn't. I was sad, scared, angry, name it. I felt all the emotions that should not be felt, at the same time. I was worried that the ISA would hurt Marcus, and I was worried we would have to fight another war. I knew Ingrid was a victim in all of this, and I felt like a bitch for reacting the way I did to Michael when we discussed Ingrid, but I couldn't help the fact that my Marcus was arrested because of her. I couldn't help the fact that she was an intruder, someone that shouldn't be in our home or in our lives, and I hated her attitude. It made me sick. Mason parked at the forest packhouse. He waited for me to alight from the jeep, but he never came down. "Are you not coming?" I asked him, and he shook his head. "Will be back in approximately two hours. I need to collect a file from the Private Investigator, Timber Dalton. He has a lead

Gwen I kissed back and forth between Mason and Marcus. I moved so well that soon I couldn't tell who I was kissing, but I loved it. Feeling their hands all over my body as they worshipped me, I knew I was in heaven. I moaned and allowed myself to soak so they could smell me. Marcus undid my robe and let it fall off my body. I kissed his neck and could taste the dry champagne that Mason had spilt on him, and it tasted sweet on his skin. I turned towards Mason and did the same things. He took off his shirt and let me feel his abs. I turned back to Marcus and kissed him. Their bodies rubbed against mine gently, igniting a sensual fire in me. I was in heaven. They were both naked, and I felt them hard and ready. My p*ssy clenched, aching to milk something. I went down between the two men and went to work. They were mine, mine to have and mine to please, and I loved it. Kara called me greedy, and she might be right because I couldn't get enough of my men. I bobbed my head back and forth on

Marcus Gwen was so angry. I knew she hated the situation, but looking at Ingrid, she was trapped in a mess she knew nothing of. I hoped she would let it go. "I have a son," Ingrid said with tears running down her face. " His name is Jason, he is three, and he lives with my mother in town. I had to leave him with her for my job, and his father is a deadbeat," she said with tears in her eyes, and I felt Gwen's shock. "I am sorry I invaded your home and space, but this job is all I have going for me. As a woman in the agency, I have to give extra to get to the top. I have to be better than the best. I needed to solve this case to impress them and get my much-deserved promotion. They skipped me two years ago because I am a mother, and I have been working extra hard to prove to them I can do my job regardless. Until I came here, it was just a job for me and, yes, I had a crush on Mathlaw. It isn't often you see a strong successful, handsome, responsible man. I was just curious and seeing