JarekClutching the fabric in my fist, I raise my nose to sniff it. Then I sniff the air in the hope of finding a trace of the smell. The air lingers with the faint smell of her, making me anxious because I can sense fear mixed with her scent.The feeling of rage brews inside me, thinking about her in danger.I don't know why; I am feeling so protective over this stranger, and it seems weird because I have never felt this way.What is even more surprising is that my wolf is also sharing the feeling of protectiveness as I am. And that is something out of the ordinary because one wolf only shares concerns with someone with whom it is connected. My wolf howls inside me, wanting to find this girl.I tried to follow the scent, but after reaching the other corner, it became so faint that it was hard for me to follow. The feeling of suffocation encases my heart for not being able to find her. The thought of not being able to find her is making me and my wolf upset.Clenching my jaws, I loo
Gianna When I step outside the room, sure enough, a large black wolf is growling ferociously at everyone. Xavier is standing beside the carcass of someone, and the blood dripping down from Jarek's jaws is enough to tell me that he is the one to have served justice to this person. From the corner of my eye, I glance at the mutilated body to notice a mop of familiar hair, and I realize this is the new bartender whom the club has appointed in the absence of Lily. My eyes flicker to Xavier, and then I stare at the glass in his hand. It is the same glass from which I have drank water. His eyes are still black as he looks at me and nods his head slowly as if answering my silent question. The glass in his hand shatters as he clutches it tightly in his fist. and then he throws it beside the body laying on the ground. He looks at him with hatred, and I am afraid that he is ready to damage the already mutilated body even more. I don't think, at this moment, I have in me to stomach any
Jarek The moment when I heard that someone had tried to kill Gianna, all I could see was red. I can tolerate anything, but I would never tolerate anything against her. She is my limit, and if someone dares to cross that, then I will forget everything and will not stop until I have avenged her. The thought of something happening to her rattles me from inside; it is my worst fear. My wolf felt that she wasn't okay; that's why he purely acted on his instinct and rushed to her without thinking about anything. All that mattered to us was Gianna, and everything else seemed nothing to us. I reached the clubhouse at the exact moment when that motherfucker confessed that he did give something to Gianna. Xavier was forcing the truth out of him, but he was not ready to give the name of the person who was actually behind it. Since we had lost all our patience, so we just wanted the blood of that bastard who dared to hurt our mate. Our rage was uncontrollable, and we gave into our rage and en
Gianna "I ordered some Chinese food. You okay with that it should I order you something else?" Emani hollers from the kitchen. "Chinese is good." I raise a thumbs up and continue working on the website that we are planning to launch in the next month. "I am so hungry that I can eat anything." Huffing, I lean back and pat my stomach because it is growling in hunger. I think my stomach can put Jarek's growling to shame because that's how hungry I am feeling. "Damn, I am feeling nauseatic from hunger." Closing my laptop, I walk to the kitchen as Emani takes out food on the plates. She hates eating food in takeout boxes she is home. As she is dishing out the food, I go to her cabinet to take out glasses and place them on the small kitchen table. The smell of delicious food fills the kitchen, making my mouth water. Without wasting any time, we both dig into the food, and we eat in silence because we are too hungry to do anything other than eat. "I am still hungry." She makes a face
Jarek A shiver runs down my spine when cold air touches my sweat-covered skin as I step into the air-conditioned atmosphere of the clubhouse. It feels like heaven after running in the sweltering weather. It seems like we are about witness rain in the upcoming days, and my wolf is looking forward to running in the rain. As my wolf loves water, and he also enjoys spring because everything feels so fresh around here. Spring adds more to the beauty of the woods, something which has a soothing and calming effect on us. My eyes lock with Gianna, who is sitting with others at the bar. Taylor and Diana are also with her, while the rest of the members are busy doing their own thing, unaware of the tension which we are feeling. She looked unsure, but still, I could see some of the stiffness in her body had gone when she saw me. Gianna bites her lower lip and then gives me a small smile as a way of her telling me that everything will be okay. Walking to them, I wrap my arm around Gianna fr
Gianna Jarek looks at Brooke with an icy glare. His body is stiff, and it seems like he isn't even breathing. Brooke's smile drops, and an uneasy smile takes over her features as she looks at every one of us. Her gaze locks with Jarek, and I see confusion and different emotions swirling in her gaze. Her lips part as if she wants to say something, but then she closes her mouth, seeming like she is unsure of what to say. A frown appears on her face, and absentmindedly she takes a step in his direction. Without saying anything, Jarek storms back inside, leaving Brooke and all of us confused. I notice a flash of hurt in Brooke's gaze, which she quickly conceals as she again takes a step back. She stands, taking support of her car, while her eyes are fixed on the door behind which Jarek has disappeared. Jarek's reaction must have hurt her, but she is playing it off as if nothing has happened. "You told me that I might get help here." She turns to look at Ryder with an accusing gaze.
Jarek This is some kind of sick joke. How is this even possible? How come nobody knew about her? Everyone would have known when mom was pregnant because we celebrate the birth of every child. It is not something that could have been kept hidden. There are so many questions, but I don't have answers to them. The people who could have the answers to my questions are deep buried under the soil, unaware of the turmoil which I am going through. However, there is no doubt in my heart that she is not my sister. Hell, we both even have the same eyes, something which we have inherited from our father. But the logical part of me is questioning how come, all these years, we were unaware of her. What made her walk into our lives after being away from us throughout these years? Maybe she is trying to deceive us. Maybe she is not the naïve girl that she is pretending to be. Thrusting my fingers into my hair, I bow my head while leaning on my elbows. I lift my head when I hear a knock, and Er
Gianna When Brooke stepped into the clubhouse, she literally greeted everyone with a smile. When I say everyone, it means everyone... including all the bitches that were giving her a stank eye without even knowing anything about her because their leader Stella was glaring at Brooke. "Sweetie, they don't deserve your smile." Tanya places her face on her fist and leans forward on her elbow as Brooke sits with us at our usual table. "They need a little bit of sparkles and shine in their lives because they look so bitter. And what is the better way to brighten up someone's life other than a smile." She slightly lifts her shoulders in a small shrug. Her smile doesn't get dull, and she looks completely unbothered why their behavior. Tanya raises her eyebrows, looking impressed. I can tell Brooke is the kind of girl who can win anyone's heart in no time because it has not even been five minutes since I introduced her to others, and she is already leaving a mark on them. Ryder must have
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