Jarek
My hand finds hers as I lead her out of the cafe. I can't get enough of the feel of her hand in mine. Her hand perfectly fits into mine, like it was meant to be held by me.
Turning around, I look at her waving at Mag with a smile as we walk towards my bike. Picking the helmet, I secure it around her head as she playfully narrows her eyes at me, pretending to be annoyed.
Before I can stop myself, I lift her chin with my finger and peck her lips a few times until her lips stretch into a smile.
I smile, looking into her eyes, while my heart feels at peace with her being with me.
It is terrifying how I have begun to rely on her. She is the one I need to survive. The thought of not having her in my life shakes me to the core. I don't know what I will do if she ever leaves me. Maybe, I will destroy myself.
My arms go around her, and I am glad, without any resistance, she walks into my arms and lets me hold her.
Gianna We stood leaning against his bike silently, appreciating the peace and tranquility surrounding us. However, in reality, we are just cherishing being with each other. There is no one around us, but with him being with me, I don't feel the absence of anyone. I don't need anyone; he is enough for me. Even his thoughts never make me feel alone. Looking at him, I smile while my heart flutters at the sight of this handsome man who owns my heart. Whenever I am with Jarek, I feel safe. I have never felt so comfortable with anyone else as I feel with him. It is like, just his presence is enough to make me forget about every worry of the world. It is incredible and equally terrifying how one person can change your life so much. Sometimes it feels like all these years, my soul was floating aimlessly, but now, I have found my anchor. Jarek is that anchor which I needed in my life. His eyes meet mine, and then, lifting my fa
JarekGently, I run my fingers across Gianna's cheek to wake her up. Some time ago, she fell asleep while leaning against me. At first, I thought she was just pretending to be asleep, but then her deep calm breaths made it evident that she was indeed sleeping."Gianna, wake up." I softly whisper, feeling bad for ruining her sleep. "It is getting late, and we can't stay here for long because it is not safe."I have many enemies, and with Gianna with me, I have to be very careful. I can't make the mistake of taking her safety lightly. I have spent many nights here in this place without informing anyone because I am not afraid of being attacked.But I can't put Gianna's life at risk. So, even though I am not ready to end this date night yet, we have to return to the club.Removing my cut, I drape my cut across Gianna's shoulders when she lightly shivers. A soft smile appears on her face as she slowly blinks her eyes to open them
Gianna "Stella!" Jarek's surprised voice shifts my attention to him, and I find some girl hugging Jarek. There is a huge gash running down the right side of her face, but even with the scar, she is beautiful. "I missed you so much, Jay." She smiles at him with tear-filled eyes. Jarek looks at her with a small smile, but then his gaze moves to me, and his smile widens. "I want you to meet someone." He looks back at the girl whose name I have figured is Stella. Stepping away from her, he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me to his side. Stella looks at us with a confused smile. "Stella, meet my woman, Gianna." The way his eyes soften and affection seeps into his eyes when he looks at me just frees hundreds of butterflies in my stomach. I never knew this was how I was going to feel when someone called me theirs. I always hated the idea of being claimed by someone because it just f
Jarek My eyes roam around the lounge when I don't feel Gianna's presence. A frown appears on my face because she is not there. I saw her talking with Diana and helping her with the breakfast buffet. But now, I don't sense her here. Expanding my senses, I try to feel her presence, but my wolf becomes restless when we realize she is not on the clubhouse's ground. Where did she go? Suddenly, I lose my interest in whatever Stella is talking to me about, as all my focus shifts to Gianna. "Hey, Jay, are you listening to me?" Stella places her hand on my clenched fist, only for me to pull back my hand. My wolf becomes agitated, and so do I. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" She softly asks, sounding worried and scared. Of course, she would have sensed the change in my mood and knew that my wolf was triggered. My eyes move to the scar on her face, and guilt swarms my heart.
Gianna His arms shoot up to reach out to me, only for me to take another step backward. He eyes the distance I have created between us, and then his gaze shifts to mine. I exhale a long breath tearing my eyes away from his, unable to see the hurt in them. "Jarek, I am aware that I am not the first girl in your life. And honestly, I know what I was getting myself into when I let myself fall for you." Biting my lip, I shrug, "I don't care about who was part of your past. But this is what I need to know, and I expect nothing but the truth from you." "Gianna, I love you-" He again tries to touch me but drops his hand to his side, noticing my distant look. "She is your past, who is now part of your present, and I want to know how this will affect our future." I cut him off, "I need to know where I stand in your life, Jarek. No matter if it even tears me from inside, I will never be a part of someone's life whose heart still has fe
Jarek Something in her expression changed, and her eyes lost their usual shine within a second. There must be something that is bothering her, and her troubled expression is unsettling me. I needed her to believe that whatever Stella and I had was past. Even then, it is not close to what I feel for her. I love her. From the moment she walked into my world, I knew she was the one for me. I haven't felt like this for anyone. Neither will there be anyone who can take Gianna's place in my place. After witnessing the horrors of life, I was not someone who believed in salvation, but now everything has changed. I found my salvation; she is my salvation. I never thought I would ever find the kind of love which my parents had, but honestly, I have been blessed with even more than them. I found my love in my true mate—the kind of love which is so consuming and yet liberating. Unknowingly, her hand reaches out f
GiannaIt has not been an hour since Jarek has left and I am already feeling a void in my heart, like a part of my heart is not with me.Since we have accepted each other as mates, something is changed in me. It seems like the barrier which I have created around my feelings has been removed, and every feeling of mine has become more intense.My heart is aching from being away from Jarek, and I am longing for him. I am amazed how he was able to keep our mate bond hidden from me because I know the intensity of this pull is stronger for him than it is for me.It is not just him who is experiencing this pull; it is his wolf as well.The love which I felt for him amplified along with the respect when he wanted to take things slow for my sake. I want to complete our mate bond, but still, I am not ready to give myself away to him completely.This reluctance seems strange because, in my heart, I have already given
Jarek I read the missing report of newly shifted wolves of the nearby town. After reading the report, I found out that some of them went missing right after their first shift. Even though no evidence has been found against who has abducted them, I am sure hunters are behind this. I check the pictures of the wolves that have been missing, and one of them looks exactly like the wolf which Gianna had found. Under his name, it is written rogue. Obviously, he was a wanderer and an easy target for the hunters. Poor kid. He must be already dealing with so much being a rogue and died of a death that he didn't deserve. Hunters are humans who want to end our kind and other shifters. They strongly believe that we are evil and need to be finished at any cost. They are brutal and show no mercy when it comes to killing us. They know newly shifted wolves are weak because our first shift is the most torturous and often attacks them. After all, newly shifted wolves are vulnerable. Since I am the
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