Jarek The moment she gave me permission to mark her, I decided even my body would carry her mark as a symbol of my love and reverence for her. Some people think marking your mate is just like putting your claim on a person like they are an object. But this is far from the truth. These marks are our promise of love and loyalty to our mates. We claim to love and protect our mates until the last breath of our lives; it is our devotion towards our mates. We werewolves are possessive in nature. We never shy away from owning who is ours and what is ours. Our territorial nature wants everyone to know who our mate is so that no one dares to cross any line and try to take them from us because they belong to us. Not every one of us will openly admit it, but even we enjoy the feeling of being owned because it means that someone loves and values us just like we devote ourselves to them. It is a sense of pride for us that someone is honoring our feelings by wearing our mark on them. Eve
Gianna Even though Jarek has been keeping his emotions locked from me, I can feel his excitement. He has planned something for which he is being secretive. Patience is not my virtue, but I can be patient for Jarek. Jarek stayed with me for hardly an hour and looked distracted the entire time like his mind was elsewhere. While I can tell that, for some reason, he was anxious because of the way he was continuously bouncing his knees. To be honest, I found his behavior pretty amusing because not every day can you see a confident Jarek looking nervous and anxious. I even teased him by asking him if he needed to use the toilet because the way he bounced his knees seemed like he was trying to hold on to his pee. This earned me a stern glare from him while I laughed my heart out at his annoyed expression. Since I don't have much to do, I decide to take a long hot shower and indulge myself in some self-care. After my shower, I wrap a big fluffy towel around myself as I turn around to
Gianna There is a small shed in the back of the club, where Jarek took me, as he just wanted to be away from everyone for a while. He told me this is where he comes when he needs a few minutes to himself. He told me he and his father used to hang out here and work on old bikes and muscle cars. He told me he had preserved this place the way it used to be when his dad was alive because he didn't want to taint their memories This was their spot. "Will you tell me what happened between you and dad?" Carefully cleaning his eyebrow cut, I hopefully ask. Although I know he will tell me anything, there is still no harm in trying. This is the thing that really irritates me. Whether it is Jarek or dad, they never tell me anything, especially when it is related to the club. All I get to hear is that this is the club's matter and I should stay out of this. I find this weird we all ladies are part of the club, yet we are asked to stay out of the club's business. This is not because they t
Gianna His entire body stiffens, and he looks at me in disbelief as if he was bracing himself for some other answer. Is he stupid? Wasn't it evident that I wanted him, and there was no way I could have said no to him? Throwing myself on him, I wrap my arms around him as he falls backward on his back. "I will marry you, you fucking idiot!" I yell in his ear with a laugh. As if this forced him out of shock and I feel his arms go around me. His steel grip around me nearly suffocates me as he takes a staggering breath to control his emotions. Lifting my head from his chest, I see his eyes redden while he bites his lip, trying to keep his tears at bay. Sitting up, he pulls me into his lap and places his lips on mine. He takes another staggering breath against my mine before kissing me. This kiss feels so different... His lips slowly glide across mine, and I feel he is expressing his love to me with every stroke. The kiss is slow and unrushed as passion dances on our lips. The w
Jarek After waking up early in the morning, I asked someone to bring a change of clothes and toiletries since Gianna would need them. I went and grabbed all the stuff from the border of my property when I got a text from my man. I couldn't risk allowing anyone to cross into my property as I didn't want anyone to see Gianna. Last night was so special, and I am not ready to share the sight of my mate with the world. I just want to keep herself to me for some more time. He even handed me a basket filled with breakfast items and snacks. Thanking him, I return to my mate to find her sleeping in the exact position I have left her. Placing all the stuff near the air mattress, I get in bed with her. It was not part of my plan to spend the night here, and neither would I have thought that we would complete our mating bond last night. I feel like last night was a dream... a dream from which I don't ever want to wake up. My mind keeps on replaying the moment when she said yes to me. Soon,
Gianna After changing my clothes, or should I say wearing the clothes, I stretch my legs and lightly groan because my muscles are sore from all the strenuous activities in which we have been involved. Jarek resting on the mattress with his arms behind his head, watches me utterly unbothered by his naked state. "Like what you see?" Smirking, he raises his eyebrows when he notices me eyeing him. "I love what I see." Winking at him, I pull the yoga pants up. His carefree laugh echoes making my heart flutter. Finally, standing up, he picks up his pants and pulls them up. I tie up my tangled hair in a messy bun. But not even a moment has passed when my hair falls freely on my shoulders as Jarek unties my hair. "Keep them open." he simply states and runs his fingers through them, gently untangling my hair. We already had breakfast in bed, as we were not in the mood to get up. But since we can't spend the entire day here, so we reluctantly untangled ourselves from each other and de
Jarek I lean back on my chair and wait for everyone to enter the room. Just like always, Eric is the first one to show up, followed by Daniel. Eric's stoic look is a clear giveaway that things don't look in our favor. Daniel, as usual, looks as calm as a millpond. But the way the muscle in his jaw is ticking, he is ready to go on a killing spree if I give him a nod. Soon the rest of the wolves walk into the room, and the Church starts. "We have a problem." I slap my fist on the table to silence everyone. "When do we don't." Tony rolls his eyes and scoffs. "Do you want me to pull out your eyes and stuff them down your throat?" I give him my dark glare, which instantly straightens him up. "What's up, Alpha?" Leaning forward on his elbows, Xavier asks. Xavier is one of my most sorted-out wolves. He is calculative and analysis every situation very keenly. Whenever he opens his mouth, he has something valuable to add. So only he is the one, apart from Eric, whose interruption I d
Gianna "Why did you go and meet Samuel?" Dad asks as soon as we step outside. I am not even surprised that he found out because there is always someone who follows me. "It has been so long since we met." Pushing my irritation aside, I talk to him calmly, "Last time I met him it was before I moved here." "I don't care." He glares, "You have to stay away from him." "Dad!" I glare back, "You can't stop me from meeting him. As much as I hate to say this, it is the truth that he has been a part of my life way before I even knew about your existence, and I will not cut him off my life when he has always been there for me." Clenching his eyes, he takes a deep breath. I know my words have hurt him, but he needs to understand Samuel is important to me. "Did you realize your mother and I separated because we wanted to keep you safe?" His jaws are tense as anger flashes in his gaze, "We didn't want to involve you in that world which is nothing but filled with danger. Do you know why your
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