Gianna "You both need to speak to each other," Isabelle says to both of us, but somewhere I feel like it is directed more to Jarek than me. Frowning a little, I glance at Jarek and at Isabelle, who is staring at Jarek. Is there something that I am missing? I go through her words in my mind, and my heartbeat rises as I realize something must have happened that triggered their wolf. When I was too oblivious, drowned in my own pity party, they felt something. I remember ignoring the weird feeling that I felt through our bond, brushing it off as I was already going through so many emotions. My eyes snap up to Jarek, and I notice Isabelle has left, and now we are alone in the room. His eyes have a hesitant expression as he looks at me, similar to the one that I saw earlier when he was outside my house. Something must have happened, something which I am unaware of, but still, our bond warned me. "Are you hiding something?" I stare at Jarek unblinkingly, "Did something happen that I a
Gianna I stare at Jarek's face blankly while going over his words in my mind. I think I have slept with Stella. These words ring in my head over and over again. When I heard this line from his mouth, I will not be going to lie; I was devastated as my entire world had ended. But the more I think..., the more I feel that there is something that is missing. So, instead of reacting, I decided to stay silent and wait for Jarek to share the entire truth. "Please, say something." He pleads. I can see he wants to reach out to me and touch me, but he is holding himself back. I think this is the best thing for him to do because I don't know how I am going to react if he touches me. Because at this moment, holding my emotions, along with keeping hold of my sanity, is not easy for me. "You think, or you have?" Chewing the insides of my cheeks, I ask. "What?" His brows pull together as he looks at me with a confused gaze. "How do you know that you slept with her?" Exhaling a quick b
JarekGianna keeps staring at my face with an unreadable expression.I can see that my admission has crushed her heart, and honestly, it was not easy for me to accept that I could do something like with Gianna. She is all I ever wanted, and I will always want... there is no reason that I can think of that would make me want to betray her. My heart is still not ready to believe that I can do something as disgusting and humiliating as cheating on my wife. No man can do such a dishonorable thing, and I am ready to face the consequences to make things right.My gaze flickers to Gianna to find her still looking at me, but her mind is somewhere else.I can't bear her silence."Please, say something," I beg.I want to reach out to her and touch her, but I refrain from doing so because I know she will not be able to control her emotions if I touch her. She is keeping her emotions locked and trying not to act upon her anger.She is struggling, and I don't want to make it even more difficult
Gianna Moving slightly, I make space beside myself and look at Jarek expectantly. Jarek looks at me, unsure, as if he is trying to understand what I am asking him. Rolling my eyes, I exhale sharply and then pat the empty space beside me, beckoning him to hop into the bed. It is not just me who wants him to be near me. The boys have been so calm and peaceful since he touched us that it is not difficult to comprehend that they were feeling deprived of his presence. Maybe their connection with him is far stronger than I could have understood. Because they sensed his despair along with feeling that something had happened to him and reacted in whatever way they could to reach their dad. He looks hesitant for a moment, but when I arch an eyebrow, he gives in and sits beside me. Opening his arm, I wind it around my shoulder and settle myself against his side. While grabbing his other hand, I place it over my belly, letting him feel his babies. I hate that he called them monsters an
Gianna His eyes don't leave mine when he continues to claim me. This is so weird, but at the same time, there is something special in this. He kisses me like nothing is enough for him, and he wants to love me in every way he can. I threw my head back when his hot mouth began to trail kisses down my neck, as everything was too intense for me. "Jarek..." I whisper his name and clutch his shoulders, almost digging my nail into his skin as I feel myself on the brink of shattering. "I know, baby." He coos against my skin, not bothering to stop his torture on my skin. Stars explode in my eyes the moment I hear him whispering I love you, and the feeling of completion encases me. He holds me tightly against him as we both cherish the feeling of being in each other's arms. Suddenly, the weight of everything crushes on me, and I burst out crying. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I hold him close to me as I cry all the tears which I have been holding back this past week. I felt dead w
Gianna Smoothing the front of my yellow casual dress, I brush my hair and style them in a half-up, half-down hairstyle. The dress flows freely and ends just below my knees; it is not drawing much attention to my bump since it's loose, yet it also makes it look cute. Angling my body to the side, I run my hand over my bump while looking at it through the mirror. I love every moment of being pregnant. It is definitely not easy, and there are days when I feel like almost dying, but this doesn't change how I feel about this experience. Happy with my appearance, I turn around and walk to my bed to complete the biggest task of my life. Wearing shoes. Trust me when I say I haven't seen my toes in months. And the things which fall on the ground cease to exist for me. Blowing out a breath, I prepare myself to struggle to put on these damn shoes. "Need a little help?" Jarek's voice startles me, causing me to drop the shoe on the floor. Leaning against the doorframe of my room, he arch
Gianna "You were right; this pastry is seriously amazing." Jarek points the spoon toward me and then digs it into the pineapple pastry for another bite. "I told you!" Holding the straw between my teeth as I stop slurping the strawberry shake and grin at him, feeling damn proud that even he agrees with me. I stare at him as my heart fills so full. There is so much going on in our lives, but at this moment, nothing matters. He looks carefree and happy. Maybe this is why he wanted to raise his family in his home away from the club so that he could give his family a normal family life, where he could enjoy small moments that he might not have while being the Alpha. My gaze shifts to his mouth to find pastry frosting smeared on the side of his mouth. Leaning forward on my elbows, I extend my hand toward him and wipe off the frosting with my thumb. Bringing back my hand, I place the thumb inside my mouth and clean off the vanilla frosting. I feel his stare at me, causing me to loo
Jarek Every time leaving Gianna, I return to the club; I feel like I have left my heart with her. I want her to come back home with me, but I am aware that she needs this space and time. Somewhere without even realizing I had been so confident with my love for her that I was sure she wouldn't ever leave me. But what had happened is like a reminder for me to not ever take her presence in my life for granted. Even though I have never taken her for granted, it is true I have overlooked her feelings while I was lost in my own fears. I am so lucky that she is still with me even after I have come open in front of her. She believes that I couldn't do anything wrong to her, and I hope I didn't break her trust. My memory about that night with Stella is so hazy that now even I am questioning the truth of that night. If it weren't for Gianna, I still would have thought that I betrayed her, but she forced me to see something that I was unable to see before. My eyebrows pull together in a f