Gianna I can feel the sound of a strong and steady heartbeat against my ear while I feel myself being cocooned in comforting heat. I start to become more alert with every passing moment. I want to open my eyes. However, my body feels too exhausted to respond to my command. There isn't a doubt to whom this heartbeat belongs because my heart beats with his. It is my Jarek. I feel myself relaxing evermore because of his comforting presence. However, I remember something, and that thought seems like someone has thrown cold water on my face. How can I feel relaxed when my dad's life is in danger? Fighting my drowsiness away, I force myself to open my eyes while the feeling of panic and dread washes over me. My gaze met with Jarek's as soon as I opened my eyes. I watch relief settling in his eyes as he looks at my face. "Dad?" I whisper, wanting to find out about dad's condition. I don't know what I would do if anything happened to him. "He's fine." Jarek answers with a small smil
Jarek"You are not supposed to be out of your bed!" I cringe and look around to find a wave of fear washing over my brothers' faces when they see Gianna marching down towards our table with a furious look. I can feel her agitation from our bond and the hint of fear with which she has been living since Eric was shot. I want to assure her nothing like this could happen again, but I can't because our lives are full of danger, and I don't want her to live in false security."I am not staying on that bed for a single moment more!" Eric slams his fist on the table while he glares at her, "Dammit, I got shot. I am not a cripple!""You got shot, and that's why you need to rest and let your body heal." She slams the table with the same ferocity, "And why the hell you haven't taken these medicines?" She rattles the medicine bottle in front of his face."Young lady, don't use that tone on me." Eric raises his eyebrows and admonishes her."Don't you dare, young lady me!" She looks at him challen
Gianna I have never imagined myself being a part of such a lifestyle where danger would constantly be hovering above our heads. But here I am finding out that some crazy ass mafia family is after my dad, while hunters are trying to kill Jarek's kind and our club is on the top of their target. Surprisingly, instead of being worried, I am calm. My mind is already working on trying to come up with a plan to eliminate the threats that are in front of us. My mom always taught me to stay calm in demanding situations and focus on what is important rather than panicking when I find myself in a difficult situation. Earlier, I was completely in the dark and didn't understand the severity of the situation, so it was natural for me to worry because I didn't know what to expect. But now I know what we are dealing with, so my thoughts are collected, and I am ready to face what may come. But first, I need to talk to Jarek and assure him everything is fine between us. He will not say, but I can
JarekDiscarding my shirt, I pick up the ax and start chopping logs into small pieces. My arms muscles strain with each strike while my wolf restlessness turns into agitation. The clubhouse has slowly started to fill with unmated wolves who have difficulty controlling themselves during the full moon. We have isolation cells, and these wolves prefer being locked away than giving into their animalistic urges. Usually, I don't get this restless with their presence, but this time it is different. I have found Gianna, and all these wolves are just a challenge to my wolf because we haven't marked Gianna. Anyone can try to approach her as she doesn't have our mark, and no one would know that she is mine. Even though I am giving her space and a choice, I pray that she have mercy on me and accept this bond and me once again. The more I think about someone thinking about her in a way that should be prohibited, the more my anger rises. The thought of someone seeing her in a way that only bel
Gianna "It is such a relief to know that you trust us." Stella smiles sweetly, "Because me and Jarek, we are really close." Lifting her hands slightly she interlocks her fingers while raising her eyebrows. "You know, the kind of relationship we share is very special. I don't know if Jarek has told you about us, but all I can tell you is that we have been there for each other almost all our lives. So it is okay if you have doubts about us, because if I were you even, I would have some doubts." She laughs nonchalantly. "That's why you aren't me because I am not someone who is going to waste their time thinking about something which doesn't exist in the first place." I mirror her smile, "Jarek has already told me about the brief fling you had. And even told me how he realized you are his good friend, and his feelings are just platonic." "You might be his first, but I am the one who is going to be his forever." Looking directly into her eyes, I hold Jarek's hand, staking my claim. "So
Jarek "Stop it, Jarek." She lets out a giggle while trying to push my head away. Growling lowly, I hold her firmly and continue to lick the wound on her neck. My heart aches at the sight of her bruise neck, and I can't bear the thought that she is hurt because of me. Mates can heal each other. Mates share and bear each other's pain, that is beauty of a mate bond. Giving up, she rests her head against my chest and sighs. Feeling satisfied with her resignation, I continue to lick her skin. Slowly, the bruising starts to lighten while her wound begins to heal. Within a few minutes, the bruising disappeared, leaving her soft skin unmarred. "Perfect like always." Running my finger across her skin where the remnant of my failure was, I smile. She sits up and touches her neck and a surprised expression flashes on her face. "Another perk of being your mate, huh?" She laughs while shaking her head, "What else do you have under your sleeves, mate?" She arches an eyebrow playfully. "A
Gianna "You look happy," Lily comments while smirking at me as she places a glass of apple juice in front of me. "And a little puppy told me that even our Alpha seems to be in a happy mood." "Jarek and I, we talked." Shrugging, I swirled the straw in the glass."Just talked?" She raises an eyebrow. "Yeah, we talked and sorted things out." Picking up the glass, I take a small sip while the feel of his lips is still fresh in my mind. "Liar!" She shakes her head and grins, "It is written all over your face that these lips were busy in a making-out session with our Alpha." "Am I right, or am I right?" She wiggles her eyebrows. "Shut up!" I playfully glared at her while trying to keep the smile off my face. "Tell me, did you two reach other bases or not?" Leaning forward, she whispers, causing my eyes to widen at her question. This woman has no shame! "I don't kiss and tell. So, shoo." I push her away, narrowing my eyes at her with a playful look. "So, you agree that you kissed Al
Jarek Elijah's doubt was right; along with helping my people, I opened the doors to my enemies. It wasn't difficult to find the traitors among us because we knew what we were looking for. Signs of defiance were the clear giveaway who is not one of us. I have used my Alpha command on my wolves, and people who are against me were the only ones on whom my command never worked. But until this moment, I wasn't aware of the presence of hunters in my clubhouse. My land is not only infiltrated by traitors, but even hunters have managed to enter my territory with the help of these traitors. My vision momentarily blacks out as a sharp pain sears in my heart. Gianna. Instantly, I turn to her as the smell of her blood reaches my nose. Hot lava runs through my veins as I give all my control to my wolf and run toward her when I see a wolf attacking her. Jumping on the wolf, I push him off her and extending my claws, I slash him across his belly. Blind with rage, I keep attacking this bastar