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Gwen said , sounding a little disappointed. ***** Few hours later , Gwen got tired of waiting for Liam . There's nothing in his office that interests her rather than Liam himself. She decided to take some pictures to relieve the moment and also kill some boredom. But after taking a few selfie's an idea got into her to take a picture of Liam's office and post it on her I*******m page and that she did . Walking over to Liam's chair she sat down , opened a blue file that was waiting for Liam's attention and took another picture.

He slides it toward Gwen. Gwen opens it. She looks at the pages and her face does something I haven’t seen it do in a long time. She closes the sketchbook and looks up at Damien. “She hasn’t drawn anything in six years,” she says. “I know,” he says. Gwen looks at me. I look back at her and I don’t say anything because there is nothing to say that the sketchbook hasn’t already said. She puts her mug down on the counter. “I’m going to get my bag,” she says and walks out of the kitchen.

He stood and watched as Bianca drove off at a high speed. He entered his house and laid down on the couch, not long and he dozed off ……………… Gwen woke up feeling good, she was going to hang out with her friends today and she will resume work the next day. Its indeed a good feeling. She entered the bathroom and shower, after that she came out and slid into a beautiful pink dress, Kathryn also had the dress. They bought it on their anniversary. Gwen applied a touch up makeup, she wore her white heels and picked up her white purse. She stormed out of her room looking like Prianka Chopra, the screen goddess.

My lips parted but no sound came out. Gwen took one calm step closer, her gaze locked on mine like she was pinning me in place. “That’s for stabbing me in the back,” she said quietly. Her voice didn’t shake. Mine did. She leaned in just slightly, her eyes cold enough to freeze blood. “And just so you know… I’m gonna get back with Hayden. Be his Luna. And you—” her smile sharpened like a blade, “—like always, will remain hidden.” Hidden.

She said. "And how did she get to know?." "I have no idea my king." "She wouldn't eat or drink anything for a few days now." "She's in love with another wolf, his name is Brandon." "A descent of the"Black dove pack." "His family are hunters." "Gwen is afraid you'll subdue him with your power and mark her." She's delusional. I thought to myself. "They're madly in love with each other." She cried.

"Also, I can tell that you felt very guilty about everything that happened with you and Tyler and I want you to know that we both apologize for that as well. You have nothing to feel guilty about, let me personally assure you of that." Gwen took her own sip of wine and then continued. "When Tyler and I met, neither one of us was ready to settle down. We dated each other but also others and we were both fine with that. Eventually, we came to realize that we were both head over heels in love with one another and we tried monogamy. But as much as we loved each other and loved having sex together we both eventually had to admit to both ourselves and to one another that we liked and wanted to hav

Well she doesn't need to worry, her alpha Noah does not care for me either, and and neither do I. "Come on Layla, get in line," Peter said and she rolled her eyes. " Ok everyone, meet Gwen, a new member of our pack. She is my assistant. " He said. " Hi Gwen, hello," they chorused. "Does she live with you?" Layla asked. "Yes Layla, she lives with me. I'm blind, remember? So she assists me...." He said. "Oh I get it, so she's more like your maid..." She let out a foolish chuckle.

When I got to my room, Gwen was already waiting, she obviously was trying to suppress a grin when she saw me sweating. “Hope this isn’t what I am thinking” she said and I rolled my eyes. “No idiot, I was sword training with Brock. Not what your perverted mind thinks” I said and she smiled at me. “Whatever, I have got gist for you” when said and I stared at her. “What gist?” I asked and she stood up to check her hair in the mirror. “New girl, claims she was escaping a rogue pack. But by Lycan’s claws, she is beautiful. So beautiful I want to kiss her” Gwen said and I groaned.

Seeing that Blair was like a mini-Gwen, and Gwen was like an adult Blair. “Anyway,” Gwen continued, “I just want to tell you girls that I’ll be traveling for a short while with my brothers overseas for a family business.” “But I don’t care,” Blair said. Gwen ignored her. “I’ll inform you about when I’m coming back.” “Well, I hope you don’t come back,” Blair said again. I looked at her, wordlessly telling her to keep quiet. She was taking things too far. Gwen chuckled. “It doesn’t matter what you think. I’m still coming back because this is my house.”

______________ . . . Gwen smiled as she stared at the photo of her standing next to a wolf Greg on the day of his first shift. He was twelve then. And what a magnificent wolf he was. White fur with specks of grey here and there. Amber eyes that reflected so much kindness. So much like their father. “You promise you are not going to die?” Gwen looked up from her phone and sat back in her chair. “You scared I might?” Greg sighed as he walked in, placing his favorite gadget on the couch across the room before walking over to her desk and sitting opposite her.