Jarek Standing on the front porch, I look around the club's ground. I feel nothing but proud of the way club ladies have managed to transform this place. Honestly, I wasn't sure they would be able to pull this off in such a short time, but they have definitely surprised me and did beyond my expectations. The entire club ground is bustling with people, and it seems like more and more are showing up as time passes. The left side of the ground is set up for the liquor tasting, while different booths are set up on the right side. Two booths that seem to have the largest lines are the Kissing Booth, and yeah, you got it right, Suck a tit. Females are standing in huge lines in front of those booths. While my wolves are happily volunteering on those booths. And what is astonishing is that even has not even been two hours since the event started, and already so many are lining up. Daniel walks outside the booth and stretches his arms above his head. But soon, he is swarmed with bimbos wh
Gianna A hot wave of anger hits me straight in the chest, causing me to stumble. Jarek's entire frame shakes in anger as growls erupt from his mouth. Without thinking, I rush to his side and place my hand between his shoulder blades. His shaking stops, but his posture remains stiff. Following his gaze, I look at a skinny-looking man as his beady eyes glance at us with a creepy smile. His smile turns into a grin as he shows his yellow stained teeth. "Look who we have found." He laughs and looks at the men who are with him, "We got a chance to meet Alpha Jarek's mate." The way he has said it sounds so dirty. "What do you want, Fischer?" Jarek does nothing but growls, trying so hard not to kill this person in front of us. "I don't want anything." He shrugs nonchalantly, as if he isn't bothered by Jarek's anger, "I told you I am here to drop some gift for you." "Since you are so good at selling, I thought, why not deliver your consignment directly to you." He laughs, causing me t
Jarek I had never experienced how fear can paralyze you until the moment I saw that bullet wheezing past Gianna. Everything happened so quickly, and my muscles just froze. It was like my body had refused to take commands. I wanted to run to her, shield her, but all I could do was just stand there and do Nothing because my fucking body refused to move. When the moment of shock wore off, all I felt was hot anger... and the first time, it was directed towards Gianna. How can she be so careless? She just acts without thinking, and that is something that makes me even more mad. Something happening to her was my biggest fear of mine, and at that moment, I lived that fear. I just felt that I have lost her. For some, it may feel like I am overreacting, but it is what it is. Our mates are our reason for living, and seeing them in any kind of danger makes us forget everything... All rational and logical shits mean nothing to us, and our wolves almost go insane. My wolf was restless and g
GiannaBy the time we returned to join everyone, I had noticed most of the event had winded up. However, the ground is still crowded as everyone seems to be enjoying just mingling with each other. The fundraiser was successful. All thanks to the manwhores of the club. We have already surpassed our initial goal but kept raising our bar because the more amount we raised, the more difference we could make. For me, even after everything, the event was a success. However, I would have appreciated it if it had gone without any glitch. I catch Monica's worried gaze, but tension lifts off her shoulders when I smile at her reassuringly. Jarek is really caring, even way more than before. I know he is just trying to make up for his actions, and if this makes him happy, I wouldn't complain.He had apologized numerous times and told me that he loved me, all while making sweet love to me. Still, his guilt hasn't lessened, and I can feel this through our bond. I don't know how to make him under
Jarek This American high school jock thinks that he can come here and dictate us. This motherfucker is pretending like he is doing us a favor by agreeing to do business with us. Should I tell him that his father licks the club's ass in the hope of getting our protection? I look at our other partners; one of them looks like she is ready to smack this White boy in his face. "Mr. Steele." She directly addresses me, trying to keep annoyance off her expression but failing, "Pardon my language, can you please make this fucking idiot shut up. Thank you." Interlinking her fingers, she places them on the table with a polite look on her face. In spite of my impassive expression, I feel the corner of my lips slightly turning upward while Xavier coughs into his fist, trying to hide his laughter. However, others have no such issues as we hear a few quiet chuckles from the room. "What the hell did you call me, bitch?" Jock scowls at her as his face reddens in anger, "Do you know who I am?"
Gianna "Yes, Mr. Steele, even I would want to know about your back plan to maintain the profits in such situations." Walking inside, I pull a seat beside Emani and then look at everyone else, "I apologize for running late." "Thank you, Emani, for handling everything in my absence." I smile and whisper, causing her to roll her eyes. "For the people who don't know me, I am Gianna Marshall, owner of Fusion." Giving a polite smile, I glance at everyone. The feeling of pride stirs inside me when Jarek's eyebrows subtly raise in surprise. Fusion is an online company, but quite a successful one. In a short time, we have managed to turn our company's turnover around ten figure. It was not overnight, but we worked really hard and finally achieved the goal which we aimed for. "We are an online business, as you already know, but we are looking to expand our horizon." Soon Jarek realizes that I am all business, so even his expression turns composed as he signals Xavier about something. "Aft
Jarek It has been around a month since we partnered with Fusion, and honestly, the result has crossed my expectations. I was aware of the online business but could have never thought how it would benefit us. I could never be more proud of Gianna. I think it is still hard to believe that she has achieved this much while being a digital nomad, as that's what she calls herself. She told me before her mother's health detoriated she often used to travel to different places. That's why she started a remote company, so that she doesn't need to be physically present there. Emani, her collegue, met her by accident and since they both hit off Gianna asked her to join her company. Emani is a computer geek even though she has earned a degree in finance. I have interacted with her a few times, and she seems nice. She slapped the shit of Daniel when he smack her butt as he thought she was an entertainer. Since then I have started to like her, as anything that put Daniel in his place get into
Gianna All hell broke loose as soon as this word left my mouth.If I wasn't in Jarek's lap, I am sure he would have shifted by now.Daniel, Tony, and even John all started scolding me as if I had walked into the den of a hungry lion. While Jarek is holding me tightly, his body shakes in anger.These guys are more dramatic than anyone I have ever seen.Leaning back on Jarek's chest, I relax while waiting for them to finish their dramatics.Once everyone seems to look calm, I sit straight and arch an eyebrow."Are you guys done?" Turning my head to the side, I glance at Jarek."They are struggling, and-" I begin but cut off when Tony speaks."They are rogues." He says as if this is enough reason why we should not help them. "So?" Raising my eyebrows, I give him a pointed look."You don't know anything about rogues, as we know," Daniel runs his hand through his hair and shrugs. "They deserve the worst because they are the worst. You don't know what they are like.""At this moment, 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