Gianna Moving slightly, I make space beside myself and look at Jarek expectantly. Jarek looks at me, unsure, as if he is trying to understand what I am asking him. Rolling my eyes, I exhale sharply and then pat the empty space beside me, beckoning him to hop into the bed. It is not just me who wants him to be near me. The boys have been so calm and peaceful since he touched us that it is not difficult to comprehend that they were feeling deprived of his presence. Maybe their connection with him is far stronger than I could have understood. Because they sensed his despair along with feeling that something had happened to him and reacted in whatever way they could to reach their dad. He looks hesitant for a moment, but when I arch an eyebrow, he gives in and sits beside me. Opening his arm, I wind it around my shoulder and settle myself against his side. While grabbing his other hand, I place it over my belly, letting him feel his babies. I hate that he called them monsters an
Gianna His eyes don't leave mine when he continues to claim me. This is so weird, but at the same time, there is something special in this. He kisses me like nothing is enough for him, and he wants to love me in every way he can. I threw my head back when his hot mouth began to trail kisses down my neck, as everything was too intense for me. "Jarek..." I whisper his name and clutch his shoulders, almost digging my nail into his skin as I feel myself on the brink of shattering. "I know, baby." He coos against my skin, not bothering to stop his torture on my skin. Stars explode in my eyes the moment I hear him whispering I love you, and the feeling of completion encases me. He holds me tightly against him as we both cherish the feeling of being in each other's arms. Suddenly, the weight of everything crushes on me, and I burst out crying. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I hold him close to me as I cry all the tears which I have been holding back this past week. I felt dead w
Gianna Smoothing the front of my yellow casual dress, I brush my hair and style them in a half-up, half-down hairstyle. The dress flows freely and ends just below my knees; it is not drawing much attention to my bump since it's loose, yet it also makes it look cute. Angling my body to the side, I run my hand over my bump while looking at it through the mirror. I love every moment of being pregnant. It is definitely not easy, and there are days when I feel like almost dying, but this doesn't change how I feel about this experience. Happy with my appearance, I turn around and walk to my bed to complete the biggest task of my life. Wearing shoes. Trust me when I say I haven't seen my toes in months. And the things which fall on the ground cease to exist for me. Blowing out a breath, I prepare myself to struggle to put on these damn shoes. "Need a little help?" Jarek's voice startles me, causing me to drop the shoe on the floor. Leaning against the doorframe of my room, he arch
Gianna "You were right; this pastry is seriously amazing." Jarek points the spoon toward me and then digs it into the pineapple pastry for another bite. "I told you!" Holding the straw between my teeth as I stop slurping the strawberry shake and grin at him, feeling damn proud that even he agrees with me. I stare at him as my heart fills so full. There is so much going on in our lives, but at this moment, nothing matters. He looks carefree and happy. Maybe this is why he wanted to raise his family in his home away from the club so that he could give his family a normal family life, where he could enjoy small moments that he might not have while being the Alpha. My gaze shifts to his mouth to find pastry frosting smeared on the side of his mouth. Leaning forward on my elbows, I extend my hand toward him and wipe off the frosting with my thumb. Bringing back my hand, I place the thumb inside my mouth and clean off the vanilla frosting. I feel his stare at me, causing me to loo
Jarek Every time leaving Gianna, I return to the club; I feel like I have left my heart with her. I want her to come back home with me, but I am aware that she needs this space and time. Somewhere without even realizing I had been so confident with my love for her that I was sure she wouldn't ever leave me. But what had happened is like a reminder for me to not ever take her presence in my life for granted. Even though I have never taken her for granted, it is true I have overlooked her feelings while I was lost in my own fears. I am so lucky that she is still with me even after I have come open in front of her. She believes that I couldn't do anything wrong to her, and I hope I didn't break her trust. My memory about that night with Stella is so hazy that now even I am questioning the truth of that night. If it weren't for Gianna, I still would have thought that I betrayed her, but she forced me to see something that I was unable to see before. My eyebrows pull together in a f
Gianna Although I was not ready to go back there as I was still processing everything, and with my haywire emotional state, I needed some time to let my logical side deal with everything; there was something in Jarek's voice that made the decision for me. And here I am, sitting in my car outside our home. How strange it is; when it comes to him, everything else becomes secondary to me, even myself. All I know is that he needs me, and that overpowers everything else that is going on... nothing else matters, not my emotions, even my own being. Cutting off the engine, I place my arms over the steering wheel and stare at the house. The lights are on, and the windows give an obscure view of the living room, but I can tell there is someone inside it. I can feel Jarek's presence, so I know he is not alone. Suddenly, my chest burns from the inside as if someone has set it on fire. The moment I realize that these emotions are not mine and it is Jarek's anger reflecting on me, I find mys
Gianna "Now, will you tell me what made you so angry?" I quietly ask Jarek while sneaking a glance in Brooke's direction who is busy collecting that weird dust from the floor. She instead on cleaning the living room even though Jarek told her it was not necessary. Jarek wanted to burn everything, but Brooke stopped him from doing so, as we might find something else that could help us. It was difficult, but we told Brooke everything that happened, and for the first time, I saw her getting angry... she was seething by the time we finished telling her everything. But what broke my heart was that she held herself responsible for everything. It seems like it is ingrained in her mind that whatever goes wrong, it is her fault. Jarek stops whisking the eggs and turns to glance at me, and lets out a sigh. "She was forced to use this drug on a wolf, and it died. After she has seen the wolves here, she is sure that the wolf she killed wasn't an ordinary one." Swallowing hard, he looks at
Gianna The sound of ice cubes falling into the glass breaks the silence surrounding me as I fill my glass with ice before pouring water into the glass. The sound startles the babies, so I gently rub my hand over my belly to comfort them. Drinking the water, I think about everything that we have discovered until now. And all I feel is frustrated and annoyed. Jarek and others left for the clubhouse an hour ago. Jarek said they need to be prepared if anything goes south and also update Dad and other brothers. Jarek only trusts his brothers, as they are bonded with blood, which means that they are loyal and most trusted wolves of Jarek. The blood bond allows Jarek to sense their feelings, and it is easy for him to figure out if someone is lying or hiding something. Even though he is sure they will betray him, there is no harm in being cautious. Jarek was worried that I would go back to my house, but I assured him that I would not be leaving my home. This place is mine... this home i
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