Ben And Gwen Lemon Novels & Stories

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

“I hate those kinds of people. It is already basic and they’re still doing that to you.” “That guy isn’t stupid. He tried to fool me. Sometimes it happens here to poor families. If I let it slip up, we won’t be profiting from this thing. Why are you here by the way?” “I’m fetching lemon and chili powder for our lunch.” “A fancy dish like what we can see in the restaurants in the movies?” “Yeah… Felix knows how to.” Gwen pointed the direction to me. “I can’t leave the cashier to assist you. The lemons are on the fruit section while the chili powder is at the condiments, near the rice and vegetables.”

I was deep in thought, wondering why Aunt Maya was really here. But it became clear tonight. I had eavesdropped on her and her dad. "Gwen may not be a werewolf; the girl may be human, just like her mother. "But I don't want to believe that." "Artemis was a wolf, Dylan!" Aunt Maya cautioned her brother. "She was not; I bit her." "She was never born a wolf." "Gwen will be going to wolf camp; they'll train her." He said.

"The Horse and Selen will attend tonight. Watch out for new faces, and keep an eye on Dr. Gwen. She is disguised as a technician, watch who she interacts with, that's our target" I scanned the room and spotted Dr. Gwen in a pair of work overalls. I watched, frozen, as she brushed against Lala and slipped a card into her hand. Next to me, Luke stood just as still, staring at his own phone. It seemed he had come for the same reason and now we were both paralyzed by the same shocking truth.

"She did what? Leo what is going on...you were sexually abused by....them? And the mother took pictures?" Benjamin just snorted. “And what’s wrong with that? He was always a little bitch. Still are.” Gwen’s voice cracked like a whip. Sofia,his wife was silent and said nothing. Gwen looked like she was holding a lot back. “Leo, please—go back to Charlotte. Ignore him. Benjamin, get the hell out of here. Now.” “You’re the one who should leave,” Benjamin sneered. “You don’t belong here. That’s why you ended up getting cheated on…stay out of this".

He was already reaching for the lemon, but he hadn't moved back yet, and Bella was very aware that Devon was three feet away and paying close attention to whatever he was supposedly reading on his phone. "Yes," she said. "Lemon." Liam cut the lemon with one clean motion and squeezed it directly into the pan, and the smell that came off it was immediate and sharp and good. He tasted it himself, right from the spoon, watching her while he did. "Better?" she asked. "Much," he said. He was not talking about the sauce and they both knew it and neither of them said anything about it. Ethan called her over at the counter twenty minutes later.

But, then again, Gwen always manages to surprise me. "Stuck in your deranged brother's underground cells." Gwen sarcastically responded. I flinched at the touchy subject but Dotty completely ignored it, laughing even harder. "I seriously cannot believe you both," Dotty paused in between her laughter to jab her finger at the two us for emphasis, "got stuck with such Debby downers like Jeremiah and Benji. My mate better be hot and funny, or else I'm asking for a refund." "Hate to burst your bubble, but mates don't come with receipts." Gwen tugged on her tied arms for emphasis, scowling as the chain bit into her skin. "Trust me, I would have tried to get rid of this psycho way earlier if it was

Gwen had sent someone neutral—someone uninvolved with Adrian, Ethan, or any of her past troubles. When they reached the address Gwen has sent, a strange sense of surrealism washed over her. The building was unremarkable, small, and quiet. Safe. Leila exited the car, gripping her bag’s strap tightly. The door swung open before she could knock. Gwen stood there, her hair pulled back in a messy bun, dark eyes scanning Leila with keen eyes that made her feel truly seen. “Hey,” Gwen greeted her softly. Leila swallowed hard. “Hey.”

Gwen either didn't hear her words or didn't care. She asked again, "Are you coming? We're meeting at a trendy Jasmorian restaurant. It's difficult to book a spot. My boyfriend is the boss there." Caroline asked, "Is your boyfriend Jasmorian?" Was Gwen in a long-distance relationship now? "No, he's just a student studying in Jasmoria." Gwen said mysteriously, "But don't tell anyone. He said it was a publicity stunt. If he claims to be Jasmorian, others will think his restaurant is authentic."

I unlocked my phone, opened up our chat history, and decided to type out a quick message to check in on him: > Hey Leon, it’s Gwen. I haven’t seen you around campus at all since that night in the woods, and I just wanted to make sure you're doing okay. Drop me a line as soon as you see this. > I hit the send button, letting out a quiet breath.