Gianna When Diana told me about this ceremony, I was shocked. There are some things about his world that I will never be able to understand but I know how much these things matter to Jarek. I wanted to intervene to stop this craziness, but when she made me understand the importance and the spirit behind this ceremony, I held myself back. So even though, I am feeling hurt and I want to stop all this, I will be strong and be there for Jarek as this means a lot to him. She even told me the fight between dad and Jarek before he proposed to me was a part of their bloodline custom. Whenever someone asks for a girl's hand for a marriage, he needs to prove his worth and love for that girl. That's why Jarek never fought or tried to protect himself from Dad's attack, as he needed to prove himself. These ceremonies signify how the man of the family is ready to go to any extent to protect their family since males are considered protectors while females are nurturers and the strength of the
Jarek I have always felt the wedding is unnecessary and wouldn't make any difference to me. It is just a formality to be fulfilled because I have already been mated to Gianna. But, God, I was so wrong. Here standing in front of everyone, waiting for her to walk down the aisle... this is something else. My heart is beating rapidly inside my chest with anticipation as my eyes are trained on the door from where she will step outside. I haven't seen or talked to her for two fucking days, and I am dying to see her. These ladies kicked me out of my room and even prohibited Gianna from talking to me. They are lucky as they are like my sisters to me; otherwise, I would have banished them from the club for keeping me away from my mate. I look at my brothers, who are standing beside me, wearing their cuts just like I have. They all have cleaned up well, and Daniel has even applied fucking gel to his hair. Daniel slaps my arm with an encouraging smile when he notices how antsy I am get
Gianna I wanted to give our baby's first picture to Jarek as a wedding gift because I don't know what else could have been a more special and memorable gift that I could have given him. So I asked Monica to arrange an ultrasound for me, even though I wanted to have my first ultrasound with Jarek, as this would be the first time we would have been seeing our baby. Since I wanted to see our baby with Jarek, so I asked her to blindfold me, but the sound of the heart was echoing so clearly in my ears that it was hard to miss the heart beating. Even before I could ask Monica to confirm what I felt was exactly what it was, her squeal confirmed my suspicion. It was so difficult to keep this news away from Jarek, but I had to. And seeing his expression makes everything worthwhile. "Are we having..." He trails off while his gaze shifts between my bump and my face. "Yes, we are having twins." Nodding my head, I laugh while blinking away my tears. The entire clubhouse shouts excitedly as
Gianna Time flies when you are happy. I have always heard this, but in the past month, I have experienced this. It has been one month since Jarek and I have been married, and it doesn't feel like it. It just seems like it was yesterday when we exchanged our vows and started our life as husband and wife. Jarek is not perfect, but he is perfect for me, and each day he proves that I didn't make any mistake by taking this next step with him. Jarek and I have moved full-time to our house, which is near the clubhouse, because Jarek was certain he needed to draw a line between clubhouse life and his family life. He always said in the clubhouse he is an Alpha, and he can't overlook this responsibility, but he wants our children to grow up in a home where he can be just their dad and my husband. He also made me understand there are certain things that I need to take care of when I am with him. Even though we are equals, I need to show respect to him and his decisions in front of everyon
Gianna I need to go and buy some stuff for our nursery, and since Jarek is not here, I will go and buy it myself. However, Jarek has strictly asked me not to go alone anywhere, so I will ask someone to take me shopping. If not, then I will look for the stuff online or shoot Jarek a text so that he doesn't blow a gasket to find that I went shopping by myself. After thinking for a moment, I decided to ask John if he was free to drive to the nearest shopping mall. John had just gotten patched, and it was a really special moment, as it was his dream to be a patched member of this club, just like his dad was. His mother didn't come to his party because she blamed the club for the death of her husband and for ruining their family, and she wasn't happy to see John following in his dad's footsteps. We all did our best to be there for John and cheered him up. Lily even arranged a special party for him at our club, where he got all the attention of the girls. He works part-time as a strip d
Gianna "Mija." Uncle picks up my call on the second ring. "Uncle, I found a paper, and its writing looks similar to the one in that note which I found in my room." Chewing my lip, I narrow my eyes at the paper. "Where are you?" He asks, and then I hear him talking to someone in the background. "I am at the club." I place the paper in front of me and run my fingers through my hair, "I came here to handle some important stuff. But when I was going through my files, I found the form of..." I trail off as I notice the stage name. "Mija, Gianna." I hear my uncle's voice as he must have heard something in my voice because even though he sounds calm, there is a hint of worry in his tone. "I know who he is..." Swallowing, I stare at the initials as the feeling of betrayal twists my heart. How could he do this? I trusted him... almost considered him as my friend. Why? Anger and hurt stir ugly feelings in my heart as I grip the phone tightly in my hand. "I will be there in half an h
Gianna "Gianna, calm down..." He raises his hands in surrender while there is a mocking smile on his face, "All this excitement is not good for you as you are carrying precious cargo. Now, we don't want anything happening to these babies, right?" He points at my stomach. "Don't worry. I will raise these puppies as my own." He chuckles mockingly, "Because I love you too much, and these bastards are part of you." "I would have forgiven you earlier, John." Smirking, I remove my torn shirt and throw it in the corner as I stand in my sports bra. "But you just have to make things even more worse for yourself, don't you?" My muscles coil as I curl my hands into fists. "Oh, did I hurt mama bear's feelings?" He pretends to look hurt and scared and then laughs maniacally. "No, you have just challenged a mother who will not stop until she sheds your blood as an offering to her children." My tone sounds even cold to me, and from the look on his face, even he has felt the promise behind my wo
Gianna "Gianna." Jarek covers the distance and pulls me into his protective embrace. Turning my head to the side, I keep my ear against his chest listening to his heartbeat as he holds me tightly against him. I can feel my own heartbeat matching his, and slowly, I feel myself relaxing. Jarek is here, and now everything is okay. He strokes my hair gently, but I can feel his body vibrating in anger. Low growls emitted from his body with his every breath. I hear Uncle barking out orders to clear the room while I close my eyes, just enjoying being in my man's arms. "Gianna, are you okay?" Jarekslightly leans away and looks at me. His eyes have turned black, as his wolf has surfaced, but not completely taken over. "Absolutely, fine." I smile at him, trying to ease his worry. But then his eyes travel to his babies, who also seemed to be calm, feeling their dad's presence. "And babies?" He places his hand on my belly and closes his eyes, and I feel warm radiating inside my belly wh
Gianna The entire atmosphere of the clubhouse has shifted. And I was not surprised when almost everyone started preparing for a party, leaving a few of the men to tend to the broken wall. However, Jarek ordered them to stay put at the party and any celebration until all over members recovered and security was reinforced. Although there were slight complaints, they all knew what things should be prioritized. So in record time, all the things are back in order, and now again, the club is preparing to throw a crazy-ass party to welcome twins. An involuntary smile uplifts the corners of my lips as my gaze falls onto my lap. Both of my boys are sleeping, completely unaware of the chaos they were born into. Somewhere I am still having a hard time wrapping my mind around the thought that I am a mother. It feels unreal... almost foreign. However, the love with which my heart is bursting is something unexplainable. The emotions are so intense and overpowering that I can only describe thi
Gianna The gate of the club has been blown off, and some of the members are working on fixing a new gate. The front wall is also partially damaged, as well as the side. There are more people patrolling around the club than I have ever seen, and I have spotted a few wolves as well running around the perimeter. Uncle's men are also here helping the members with repairs and even with security. It feels so different watching all of them working together because they are so much different from each other. Wolves are reckless while they are organized. Wolves follow their instincts, and the others are highly calculative with their every move. They are poles apart, yet they have banded together and worked as a team. And they make an amazing team. Well, if not, then I wouldn't be sitting here alive today. I had asked my uncle to update the club about everything and also help Dad to secure the club because I had a doubt that maybe Maverick had something up under his sleeve, and I didn't wa
Gianna Wrapping my arms around myself, I lean against the car as I watch the dead bodies of rogues coming out of the building. A part of me wishes this wasn't how their life should have ended; some of them might still have some hope of returning back from their madness. Until now, I have forced myself to shut down my emotions so I don't hesitate to do what I need to do. But now, when my barriers are down, there is kind of a hollow feeling seeing so much death around me. I wish there were a way to help them, but then I know when you leave your humanity, then there is nothing left to salvage. There are bodies of humans who turned themselves into this hybrid by introducing werewolves' blood into their system. Honestly, there were the worst, and there was this craziness that surrounded them, and there was no point of return for them. Rogues are born, but these hybrids are mad, and during the full moon, they face severe consequences of their greed. Jarek told me most of these can't eve
GiannaCarefully, walking inside the dimly lit hallway, I look around and notice there are numerous doors aligned to both sides of the hallway.I can hear the desperate pleas of people from behind the doors, but I keep moving forward. As of now, they are safe inside, and I don't know who they are, so it is better that they stay behind the locked doors as of now.My body is aching as everything is catching up to me, but I am pushing myself because this is not the time to focus on these things. I need to help Jarek and end all this once and for all.I am still unable to understand why Maverick did all this and what his motive was behind all this. He seems mentally sick, and there is something unsettling about his personality that gives me the creeps. And the thing which makes him even more creepy is that he behaves so normally, like whatever he has done or is doing is something very normal, nothing out of the ordinary.No matter what, I don't feel an iota of sympathy for him... sick or
Gianna Suddenly, I realize that we are still in the enemy camp, and we aren't out of danger. Where the hell is everyone? They should have been here by now. I just hope the tracker is working fine. After I had searched about injectable microchips, I made Uncle arrange it for me and got the chip implanted in my wrist. Uncle must have alerted the club, so they should have been here by now. "Jarek." Leaning away, I look at him and search around, "Maverick, he is nowhere." He instantly frowns and looks around as if he has also just realized this. Before we can think about it much, the thundering footsteps reach our ears, and they get louder and louder. They must have been alerted that something was not right, or maybe Maverick informed them. Whatever it is, we have no option but to fight them. "Stay close to me all the time." He places a quick kiss on my forehead and helps me get on my feet. He steps away from me and lets his wolf overtake his body. As soon as he transitioned into
Gianna Using the wall as a support, Maverick stands up again, still holding on to the chains tightly. His wounds aren't healing, but still, they don't actually slow him down. Even though he is injured, he still attacks Jarek. Jarek's upper lips roll in inside his mouth as he snarls, bare his sharp canines as he dodges Maverick's attack. From the outside, this looks unmatched fight because Maverick is facing Jarek's powerful wolf, but it isn't. Because Maverick, surprisingly, is stronger than he looks and doesn't look like this is the first time he is fighting a wolf. I am too focused on the fight that I don't see when someone attacks me from the side. I am tackled on the ground, and air knocks out of my lungs. I break my fall when bringing my hands in front of me, yet, my face hits the ground. A sharp hiss leaves my mouth as my cheek splits open. But before I can turn around, I am with something sharp in my side. Tilting slightly, I see Stella holding a knife that is coated i
Gianna Just as the message said, a car was waiting for me outside the clubhouse before dawn. My body is still recovering from the birth, but my bond with Jarek has definitely sped up the healing. Nobody except Brooke and Monica knows about the birth because I want to keep their birth a secret. I know all my movements are going to be monitored, so I need to put up a convincing act that I am actually going to do as I am asked to do. I have already shared the next part of my plan with Uncle, and as if now he must have contacted Dad while I am traveling to wherever the hell I am being taken to. My eyes are blindfolded, and my hands are tied in my lap. Since not even twenty hours have passed, I still look pregnant, and even I have chosen to dress in a slightly fitted shirt that focuses on my stomach. If I can fool everyone at the club who has seen me all this long, then there is no way that bastard will be able to figure it out so soon. I just need to stay calm and play my cards sma
Gianna Tonight is a very important night. In a few hours, a lot is about to change. Even though I wish things were different, I am feeling excited as well as there is some hint of fear in me. The kind of fear which you feel when you are about to do something that you haven't done before... or the kind of fear which grips your heart moments before a free fall. Pouring myself a glass of water, I take a large sip as my hand grips the side of the counter tightly. The pain I have been going through has been immense since I returned home. Fortunately, earlier, it was kind of bearable, so I managed to drive back home. Uncle has informed me that he will be sending his men to the club for extra security in case we need a backup. Since hunters have been dealt so now, we have got enough arms and ammunition in our possession to wipe out any entire town. And all this fancy stuff will be delivered to the club once I have left so that we can utilize this to our advantage. I stand straighter wh
Gianna Burton stares at me, looking unphased, but I have read the hint of fear in his eyes. So, the heartless bastard isn't so brave now. Neither Burton nor his son Desmond thought that I would actually go through with my threat. But they didn't know I wasn't threatening them, but I was more like informing them. So, when Lorenzo goes to Desmond with a hunter's knife in his hand, that's the moment when fear flashes in their eyes. And looking around the group of hunters, it is safe to say that Burton and Desmond aren't the only ones who are experiencing this fear. They know after him, it might be their turn. "Go ahead, Lorenzo, we don't have time." I motion with my hand while I study the nails of my other hand. "You know I have to get back to the club as everyone is waiting for me." "You can't do this." Desmond glares at me, and then he looks at Lorenzo with disgust, "You don't deserve to be called a man... because you are following a bitch's order." He points his finger at Lore