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
JarekGianna is trying to contact those rogues, but unfortunately, she hasn't been able to get them. She strictly asked me not to send any of my men to search for them as they might get scared and go somewhere deep into hiding.They don't trust us, but they trust her. So she needs to meet them, talk to them first, and convince them to meet me.Gianna is extremely worried about their well-being, and seeing her worried is also making me anxious. She has told me hunters were after them, so they were forced to leave their homes. She fears hunters might have found out about them and done something to them.As they have children with them, I pray her fears are not true.If she can't find them by tomorrow, then I will send my men to look for them. Because I can't sit and do nothing when innocent lives are at risk."I swear, Jarek if those bastards even touch a single hair on their head, I am going to kill them." Anger radiates from Gianna in waves as she clutches her head with her both hands
GiannaWarren is almost nineteen years old and the eldest of these three, while Emmanuel is fourteen and the youngest of them.Emmanuel is the one who first warmed up to me, and because of him, the rest of them also began talking to me. Warren is highly protective of his brothers, so it wasn't easy to win over his trust. But I didn't mind his rude behavior because it was his defense mechanism to protect everyone he cared about.I know it would have been difficult for him to come here asking for help, but if he has, then it means something is really serious."You are Alpha Jarek, our Alpha?" Emmanuel looks awestruck as he looks at Jarek's face, then his eyes shift to his bulging arm muscles."Emmanuel, how many times have I told you we don't have any Alpha?" Isaac glares at Emmanuel, "We are not like others. We are rogues, and no Alpha accepts us in their land.""Why?" The corners of Emmanuel's lips turn downward in a frown. "Because of some bad rogues, everyone thinks even we are lik
Gianna Me? But why me? I don’t have anything to do with anyone. A growl breaks my train of thought. Looking up, I see Jarek’s eyes have turned black as his wolf has come forward. My eyebrows shoot up because I realize something which everyone else might not have thought about it. Jarek is angry because he thinks they want me, and by judging everyone’s reaction in this room, I am sure even they are thinking the same. However, this is not true. They actually want Jarek. Since I am his mate, the only way they can force him to come to them is through me. Bloody pieces of shit! “It is not me who they want.” I look at Jarek and shake my head, “They want Jarek, and I am just a pawn to lure Jarek into their trap.” “To capture a King, capture his Queen.” Daniel nods his head, looking in deep thought. “We should never trust these rogues.” A wolf whose name I don’t know scowls at Warren, “She was a fool to help these rogues because they are never loyal to anyone.” “They are never loya
Jarek I watch Warren storm off the room while Gianna places her arms around Isaac and Emmanuel in an attempt to comfort them. They look dejected as they stare in the direction of the door, unable to accept that their brother wants to abandon them. A solemn air has washed over the entire room because this is probably the first time that we all have acknowledged that these rogues are just like us. Earlier, all the thought the rogues were nothing but evil and manipulative beings that had no feelings of right or wrong. But seeing these pups is like a wake-up call for every one of us because they aren't different from anyone of us. When I look at everyone, I notice the hint of guilt in everyone's gaze because somewhere, we have also wronged them just because they are rogues. Gianna looks at me, her own gaze brimming with unshed tears. Nodding my head at her, I stand up silently, telling her not to worry about anything. I didn't need to announce that the Church was over, as everyone a
Gianna "Aren't you the cutest pup ever?" I boop the puppy's nose and coo at him. In case you are wondering, it is not a wolf pup. It is actually a puppy who wandered into our clubhouse. These big werewolf bikers are clueless creatures because they are looking at this tiny baby as if they have seen something weird. Tony held the puppy with his scruff as a circle of curious bikers formed around him when I rescued this poor puppy from them. "Come here, puppy!" Sitting on my knees, I slap my thighs as I call the wobbly thing to get into my lap. He falls on his own feet as he attempts to come to me. OMG, I am going to cry because he is so cute. "Yes, you can do it." I cheer him when he again gets on his four and walks to me. "Are you lost, sweetheart?" I pick him up as soon as he nears me and hug him closely, "Where is your mama?" He snuggles closer to me and lets out cute noises. "I had sent the prospect to go and search around to look for mom." Tony runs his hand over his bald
Gianna I am trying to engage in a conversation with other club members, but I often find myself spacing out. My mind keeps on drifting to Jarek. the worry about his safety is clawing in my heart. Not only his but dad's and other club members who are with them. This meeting unnerves me because maybe I am aware it is because of that it is happening in the first place. If anything goes wrong, then I will not be able to forgive myself ever. Picking up the glass of ice water, I take a large sip while everyone at the table enjoys their beer. This wait is making me physically sick. A few minutes later, I feel bile rising up my throat, causing me to hop off the chair and run to the nearby toilet. Monica rushes inside the toilet along with Karen as I heave my guts over the toilet bowl. She grabs my hair to keep them away from my face, and Karen sits beside me on the bathroom tiles, holding my hand. I keep up throwing up, emptying the contents of my stomach until there is nothing left.
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