Gwen X Novels & Stories

Gwen's POV I smooth my hands over the fabric of my dress, a deep purple and shimmering as a diamond. The skirt flares up at the bottom in a sweeping train. It's sleeveless, just enough to be comfortable but still show off my slender figure. My chest is completely exposed, a small round silver pendant dangles from my neck, and I swear, I love how feminine it looks against me. My lips curl into an impish smile when I remember wearing it first. It was my first night with Alpha Ace, including our family and other packs.

The King of Merfolk should be bowing to her. She stood in a dress of wrapped coral, curled and swooped off her shoulder like a wave, her brown hair tumbling down the other side on her bare shimmering skin. Her large black eyes scrunched a little as she smiled at the men behind me. "You can call me Gwen." I looked at my mates, giving them a sheepish smile as they glared at me. "In my defence, I didn't know it was her." Dane rolled his eyes, Xavier placing his gun over his shoulder and rose a brow.

"Oh, hi there." "Hi," Gwen greeted him back, her green eyes locking onto him. "You must be the werewolf who completely shifted right on the hockey rink during that fight with Yates." Finn cleared his throat, looking a little embarrassed. "Uh, yeah. That was me." "Just so you know, I completely fainted at the sheer sight of it at the time, but I'm totally fine now. I'm already getting used to you guys turning into wolves," she said casually. "I'm Gwen Casteel, by the way." She extended her hand toward him.

As far as I know, the only clothes I have at the safe house are some outdated, probably too tight jeans, random sweat shirts and t-shirts and not even my favorite bath products! Woe is me. *** “We almost got her this time but unfortunately her driver spotted Patrick as he lounging on the library steps and I think he recognized him because next thing we know, he’s punched Patrick in the throat, grabbed the princess’s hand and ran to the car. We tried shooting them but-”

Gwen was looking forward to having a hot shower and then heading to her pack to meet up with Isadora. Gwen had missed her and had hoped that while she was away she hadn’t done something stupid like the night she went to find Dean Alpha Blackmoor.

It's not like Charlotte was her best friend. After what seems like a lifetime she finally speaks "Genie, I have no idea why this note was sent to you, but you must be very careful. It's true that the Coven and I have had our suspicions about Charlotte's death and we've been quietly investigating it. I've reached out to other Covens for information but so far it's come up blank. Either they don't know anything, or they're too scared to talk to us. Whoever this person is, they obviously have more information, but the fact they haven't given it to you tells me that you need to be wary. How do we know that they aren't sending you on a wild goose chase or even worse, putting you in danger? Either

I don't understand who released this crazy person to let her run to my place to cause trouble. Maya ran to pull Gwen, but Gwen flicked her hand, sending Maya flying away. Gwen is Beta's daughter; despite her lack of training, she still has Beta's blood and is more substantial than normal werewolves. I quickly ran over. Gwen didn't know I was there, so she didn't notice me. I lifted my leg and kicked her with all my might. Gwen's body was like a broken kite; she flew away until her body hit the table's edge and fell to the floor. I didn't care about her, looking towards Violet.

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.

"Good girl. Let's get back to studying." Gwen skipped all the way back to the study very happy that her father's dream had finally come true. She would no longer see that defeated look in his eyes anymore. She got to the study and paused by the table to wait for Alexa who was yet to come in then she went to the window and looked out smiling when she thought about the fun that'd come later but her smile faded as she began to feel lightheaded and though she tried to hold on to something but she found herself falling to the ground and the last thing she heard was Alexa calling her name.

GWEN The first thing I noticed was the heaviness in my chest, a familiar weight that wasn’t entirely mine. I was back in control of my body, but I wasn’t alone. Arlene’s presence lingered like a shadow, her energy intertwined with mine, both comforting and overwhelming. “Breathe, Gwen,” Arlene’s voice echoed in my mind, steady and calm. “You’re fighting too hard. You need to let go.”