Mason Forever Too Far Novels & Stories

Mason stands with Mathias, a giant of a man whose size and personality are big and make any man feel small. Tawny squeals like an excited child when she sees her longtime friend and pretty much bounces over to her and proceeds to jump on her. “If this was me, Lamia would be calling me an idiot,” Mathias grumbles at the way the two women begin to horse around. “You get used to it,” Mason laughs. I forget Mason was part of MacTire’s elite warriors for over two years. He has known Queen Lamia longer than myself or her mate and has witnessed the women’s friendship before.

It was a sharp contrast to their usual banter and escapades. As they strolled along the lakeside trail, Ethan’s fingers brushed against hers. He stopped abruptly, turning her to face him. “Olivia,” he said, his tone unusually serious. “What’s wrong?” she asked, her brow furrowing. “Nothing,” he said quickly, his lips twitching into a smile. “I just realized something.” Her heart skipped a beat. “What?” “That I could do this forever,” he said, his voice soft but steady. Olivia blinked, momentarily stunned by the vulnerability in his words. “Ethan…”

"That's what we said about the last one." "Who lived longer than the rest," Alex pointed out. "Look, all I'm saying is there's something very wrong about having Mason up there consoling the human when she's not even his mate, when… he may have to kill her before it's complete. I can't watch him go through loss again. He's known her for less than a day, and already he's like a kicked puppy." "Tell him that…" I stared into the fire. "…and you'll get your throat ripped out — again."

” Josh ~”For the last time, where is Mason? Mason ~”I am here.” Josh ~”Where were you?” Mason ~”Out.” Josh ~”Where is out?” Mason ~”It's personal.” Josh ~”You on my time, there is no such thing as personal.” Mason ~”I popped in to see a friend.” Josh ~”More like popped in her didn’t you?” Mason ~”No.” Josh ~”Stop fucking lying to me!” Mason ~”Yes I fucked her.”

Mason walked into the woods far from the packhouse. It was already late and he didn’t like being away from Xenia for too long. His instincts warned him that leaving Xenia alone was a mistake, even if the threats of her friends’ lives kept her in place for now. She was clever, and desperation could make her even more so.

I started gaining everything after getting together with him. First, it was love for another, second, it was my family, the one I thought I would never have. But alas. Here I am sitting on the lap of the one true man I love. All I know is that I can never live without him. I am not like Rebecca who was able to live on for her kids. All I know for sure is that if anything happens to Mason, I won't be able to live. If he dies, I will follow him right away. Not a second thought. I just want to be with him like this. Forever and ever if it is even possible.

Mason said softly, and began to cry all over again. “I’m also sorry mother for not fighting for you and Maddie even when I wanted to. I was just so weak and… That’s why I just left mother. I couldn’t bear staying here, and watch the whole family fall apart and… I’m so sorry mother.” Micheal said also, and together they tightened the embrace. Mason had no idea how long they stayed that way, but after few minutes, he felt his parents hug loosen and they both slowly pulled away and wiped off their eyes.

Softening his tone, he promised, "That would never happen. You're the only one I love." The pack members around them cooed. "Listen," said Murphy. He used to pursue Nina intensely and would do anything for her. "If Nina hadn't gone mute, you guys would've gotten together a long time ago! She wouldn't have needed to go through those five torturous years of treatment." His eyes glinted maliciously, "We should teach Zoreen her last lesson. Let her try a taste of getting her throat torn apart by a beast!" His pack members nodded, but Sebastian hesitated. He said, "Zoreen won't be able to stand it."

Or maybe she was just being too paranoid. On a night after dinner, a few months after the incident, Alex and Claire sat on a simple sofa while listening to classical music coming from the gramophone in Alex's study. The man appeared to be lost in thought and said, “I think, in this world, there will be things I can never obtain. No matter how hard I struggle.” Claire saw a look of sadness in Alex's eyes. “What is that?” Alex weakly looked at Claire, causing her heart to beat faster.

Mason exhaled slowly. Not relief. Not tension. Just… controlled release. Because that answered one question. And raised ten more. “Distance?” “Far enough to stay hidden. Close enough to watch everything.” Of course. Mason’s eyes lowered slightly. The city blurred beneath his focus. Irrelevant. Because his attention wasn’t here anymore. It was there. Between the graves. In the silence. In the space where something had been Watching. “What did they do?” “Nothing.” Another pause. Then “They just observed.”