GiannaBy the time I finished devouring the delicious chili that Brooke had cooked for me, she had cleaned up the entire house, much to my annoyance and dismay. I have noticed she is always doing something; it is like she can't sit idly and relax. Whenever I see her, she is always occupied with something; if she is not doing anything, then she is reading. Even though there were so many questions that I had regarding her previous life, I refrained from asking. Instead, I asked about herself, her favorite color, her favorite food, and so on. While I shared pieces of my life with her, I talked about my mom and the experiences that altered my views or the things which inspired me.She is easy to talk with and instantly makes you comfortable, and you never get the judgemental kind of vibes from her. When you talk to her, it doesn't feel like she just hears you... because she listens to you.It is almost around the evening when I decide to go to the clubhouse because I feel it is time tha
Gianna All the brothers are holed up in the room for more than four hours. One hour ago, Daniel came outside to announce that the club was going under lockdown and asked the members to call everyone back who was out on the road. He also asked the members to bring their families to the clubhouse or, if not, make sure they were somewhere safe. The seriousness of this situation is way more than I had expected. But Jarek has already told me what will be my duty in such a situation since he is going to be busy handling all the other important things; I need to step up to my role as Luna and take control of things at the clubhouse. I don't know what the hell is going on, but all I know is that we are at war. I have never witnessed any such thing, and from the faces of my friends even, all this is new for them. The entire atmosphere of the clubhouse has been shifted, and the tension is so thick that you can cut it with a knife. The only person who seems indifferent to all this is Brook
GiannaThe next morning when I woke up, I found the clubhouse already filling with families of wolves. Some of the wolves decided to relocate their family to a safer place, but most of them preferred to bring them to the clubhouse.If it weren't for the severity of the situation, it would feel like there are some festivities going on at the clubhouse.Since it is the next day, I decide to check on Brooke before doing anything.Walking to her door, I knock on it only to find it open. Opening the door further, I stick my head inside and call her, but the room is empty.For a second, my heart dropped in my stomach, thinking about what if she decided to leave us, but then my gaze went to her stuff beside the bedside table. All these are shopping bags of clothes that I forced her to buy. This girl hardly owns anything; the amazing part is she seems happy with whatever she has.I can't even believe that Tamara behaved so horribly with her and accused her of something that was impossible.Cl
Gianna I am busy welcoming the families to the clubhouse and also helping them to settle. There is an air of chaos and confusion among them which is understandable, as suddenly they are asked to leave their homes and stay at the clubhouse. "Justin." I motion to one of the prospects, calling him, "Show them the guest rooms on the first floor." I point at the new family, which consists of three pre-teens and a mother. "Excuse me, ma'am." One of the teens walks toward me, "We haven't seen our dad yet. Do you know where he is?" She nervously tucks a strand of her curly red hair behind her ear. They are Isiah's family, I remember him once showing his daughters' pictures to us when they took them on a father-daughter date. "Well, honey, some of our trained and trusted wolves have already left with my father. And I think your Isiah is also among those." I smile at her politely. "Will he return back?" Her voice breaks at the end as she blinks rapidly to dry her tears. Lifting my eye
Jarek My wolf preens, looking at our mate, as my heart swells with pride and love watching Gianna. The way she is handling things is way beyond my expectations. I never had a doubt that she wouldn't be able to fulfill the role of Luna, but the way everything comes naturally to her surprised me. It seems like she doesn't need any guidance to step into the shoes of Luna; she was born for this role. Things are currently chaotic, as we are on the verge of war, and the anxiousness that everyone is feeling is obvious. But the moment Gianna took charge of handling the club's other affairs, like helping with settling the families and making sure everyone was doing what was supposed to do, it seemed like everything had just gotten under control. The reports which I have received from Eric don't seem good. I haven't asked them not to indulge in the fight until the backup isn't there because I can't deliberately put anyone's life at risk. Another group will leave for the southern chapter w
Gianna I am trying to stay strong, but it feels like I am failing. Fear is crawling all over my heart, and it seems like I am losing everything which I hold dear to my heart. Maybe I am overreacting, but I can't shake off this feeling that something isn't right. I don't want Jarek to go, but I can't stop him, either. My mind is telling me to be rational and trust Jarek, but my heart is telling me not to let him go. I have never felt so conflicted in my life about how conflicted I am feeling at this moment. Looking upward, I blink the tears dry that have gathered in my eyes. Since the moment I found out that he is leaving in the morning, everything has become real. Suddenly, the weight of the situation is pressing down on my chest. I would not be there with him, and the thought of being away from him caused anxiety to bubble inside my chest. I run my hand over my belly as the boys seem to have caught on that I am worried has been frantically moving inside my womb. It seems so
Gianna For the first time since our wedding, the main dining hall is opened, and almost everyone present in the clubhouse is at the table. I was surprised to find this main dining hall, as it was the last thing I expected to find in a rowdy clubhouse. But Diana told me back in the days when her father used to be the Alpha, the clubhouse used to hold lavish formal gatherings whether other Alphas and their high-ranking wolves were invited during the full moon. Since the pack system no longer existed and the wolves were in smaller populations, to satisfy their wolves' need to run in packs, these runs were organized. But now it rarely happens as everyone has settled and just like our other clubhouses have been formed. So, these Alphas have their own clubs to organize runs, just like Jarek organizes these during every full moon. So, as everyone was here, Jarek decided to throw this meal so everyone could simply have a good time with their families, forgetting about the impending threat
Gianna "Love." The warmest voice reaches my ears, pulling me back from my deep state of sleep. "Wake up, my beautiful mate." That deep rumbling voice to which every fiber of my cell is attuned whispers again near my ear. A soft smile forms on my lips on its own, and without even opening my eyes, I shift back and snuggle more into Jarek's chest as his comforting warmth cocoons me into a blanket of safety and love. His low chuckle tickles my neck, sending shivers down my spine as he wraps his arm around me and pulls me even closer. His arm is under my head while his other arm goes around my waist as he presses a few soft kisses behind the shell of my ear. He slips his hand under my shirt, places his palm on my belly, and begins rubbing circles on it. Tingles erupt across my skin because of his touch. I moan lowly, enjoying this sensation. "You like that?" He hums against my skin as he continues to rub soothing circles on my belly while his lips continue their sweet assault on
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