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 Before returning home, I asked Daniel to take me to Monica so that she could examine me and see whether there was anything to worry about. Even though I skipped the part where I was fallen on my back when I relayed to them whatever happened, in my heart, I do fear for the safety of my babies. I knew if I had told Jarek about this, then he would have gone crazy and would have torn John from limb to limb even though he was dead. I have witnessed how his wolf shredded that person who attacked me, and I don't think I want to witness anything like that again. However, I want to get myself checked and be sure that my babies are okay. Daniel had already informed Monica about our arrival, so she was waiting for me at the infirmary. I am greeted by worried Brooke outside the infirmary, and for the first time, I see her eyes redden with tears instead of her usual brightness. From her face, I can say that she has been crying but trying to appear strong. "You okay?" Her voice comes o
Jarek There was a heavy feeling inside my heart that was making me restless. As soon as I paid my respect to the dead and attended the funeral, I immediately headed back home. Although, I had left Eric there to represent our club with the other brothers. While I ordered Daniel to ride back with me, as he is not someone I would trust when it comes to events like funerals. The entire ride home, my wolf was itching inside me. The feeling of something bad was happening or was about to happen swirling inside my chest. And then I felt Gianna calling me, and at that moment, I knew that I had made the right decision because my heart was telling me that she was in danger. I don't remember any part of how much time I took to reach home, as all my mind was fixated on Gianna. I believe I have broken all the speed limits because I have managed to cover a four-hour distance in an hour and a half. I met Elijah halfway as he was heading towards the strip club. I instantly changed my direction wh
Gianna Jarek has changed. It is not that he doesn't love or care about me because he does... it is just that he is being distanced from me. And this is driving me insane. I have talked to him about this, but he brushed it off, saying it is just in my mind and I am making up things. He takes care of me more than he did before. He cooks for me, massages my feet when they hurt, and even holds me the entire night in his arms so that I can sleep peacefully because, for some reason, his warmth removes every discomfort. Being pregnant is itself challenging, but being pregnant with twins that too werewolf twins are even more difficult. Sometimes I feel that they are way stronger than me, and my body is unable to do a good job providing for them. I am almost way through my pregnancy, and it feels like my belly will explode if it grows any more. My skin feels like it has been stretched to its limit, but then my body surprises me when my belly expands a little more with each passing day.
GiannaJarek is standing in the shed's doorway with Stella while she is holding his hand. She says something to him, and standing on her toes, she wraps her arms around his neck.Half of I expected him to push her away or at least move slightly, but he leaned into her and returned her hug.It wouldn't have been a big deal for me if we weren't going through what we are going through now. It isn't that I am an insecure person, but I want him to lean on me for support, and this is not happening. I don't know; for whatever reason, he is being different, but it hurts because it seems like he is pushing me away.I came here to understand his reason and help him realize that he doesn't need to hide anything from me and that he will always find comfort in me. But it seems like he doesn't need me... and it's painful.I came here to be with him, and here I find him with someone else... someone who always tried to come between us and ruined our relationship.I am done being reasonable and under
Gianna One minute. One minute I was living my dream life, and the next minute everything turned bleak. Some people will think it is my fault and there is no one else to blame other than me for what I am going through, but they wouldn't understand why what I did was unnecessary. Jarek no doubt loves me, but he needs to understand how his actions may affect me. I know, sometimes what he does is to protect me, but he doesn't realize that keeping things away from me is not protecting me. If anything, he is creating a distance between us. And that's what happened. I am pregnant, and all I want is to be with him, but here I am, alone in my childhood home, thinking about how to move forward from this heartache. Dad has called me numerous times to ask what happened, but I don't know what I should tell him. I just told him that I was missing mom and just wanted to be by myself, surrounded by her memories. I know he has bought my lie because he stopped asking me when I will come back, but
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