Jarek Since Gianna has shared her suspicions with me, I can't stop thinking about it. But what I do not understand is that when Gianna felt that someone was snooping around in our room, then why didn't I catch their smell? If it was someone from the clubhouse, then I would have found out. So it must be someone from outside, but then another question arises how someone can enter the clubhouse without getting noticed? Either it is someone from the inside which is going against me, or there is something that I am unaware of. "Come in," I call when I hear soft knocks on the door. I already know it is Brooke, but I pretend not to see her when she slightly opens the door and peeks her head inside. "Are you busy?" She hesitantly asks. "Yes, I am." I nod my head but then motion her to come inside, "But I will always have time for you." A smile appears on her face as she steps inside my office. She twirls slowly, looking around everything, and then visibly, a grin splits across her lip
Gianna Things have been rough between Jarek and me. Last week we had our first serious fight because I feel like he has been unnecessarily overprotective. His overprotectiveness slowly started to become suffocating, and when I shared this with him, he became furious with me. Our small argument turned into a big fight, and now we both aren't talking to each other. I understand he is worried, but this doesn't mean I will give up living my life. He doesn't want me to leave the compound, or even if I leave, he sends club members with me. Initially, I tolerated his behavior, hoping he would loosen up a bit after a while, but now my patience is over, and I had enough of his overbearing attitude. Sighing, I press my head against the cold tiles of the shower area, feeling mentally exhausted. Tears burn my eyes while my throat tightens with emotions. I wish everything just turned back to the way it was because I hate fighting with him. I hate how we are being distant from each other...
Jarek I can't keep my grin off my face even if I want because I am so fucking happy that I can't even explain it in words. Turning to my side, I remove hair away from Gianna's face and softly kiss her cheek as she is sleeping peacefully. This woman has given me all the happiness in the world, and even if I want, I can't thank her enough for blessing me with the greatest gift in the world. My heart swells with love when I look at her, and now knowing that this beautiful woman is nurturing a life inside her womb makes me love her even more. Honestly, I don't know how I am going to wait for nine months because all I want is to hold our baby in my arms. My wolf is literally going crazy since he found out about Gianna's pregnancy. Since it is too early, I wasn't able to sense our baby, but within a few weeks, I will be able to feel his presence. Even though it is way too early, I already feel connected to our pup. I couldn't believe my eyes when I read the result on that stick. Th
Gianna If there is someone who should be worried, it should be Jarek because he is the one who has to tell Brooke the truth. But here, I am having a nervous breakdown. I swear to God, if Jarek fucks this up, then he should get ready to sleep in the doghouse for the rest of his life. "Calm down, Gianna." I lift my hands up and then lower them with a inhale and exhale of a breath, "Calm down. Everything will turn out to be okay. Just calm down." In this short period, I have come to start loving Brooke. Honestly, there is hardly anyone who wouldn't love her. Fuck, that girl even treated Stella with nothing but kindness even though Stella was behaving like the bitch she was. I have heard some entertainers gossiping about how Stella showed Brooke her place. While some others felt bad for Brooke as even after how Stella treated Brooke only smiled in response and not once said a word to her. She is an angel. She is the like the sister which I never had. And the way she looks at me f
Gianna Monica's words are ringing in my ears, when I went back to Brooke's room. The soft sound of laughter coming from the behind the door makes me question should I talk to Brooke now or should I wait for the right time? Placing my hand on the door knob, I turn it opening the door and Brooke's bright smile welcomes me. "Did you know?" She asks happily while lifting her eyes to Jarek, who is sitting right next to her on the bed, and then again she looks at me. Smiling, I nod my head. "Wow! That makes us sisters." Her smile turns bigger as if she has got everything which she ever desired of. Somewhere at this moment, I know this is the time we should share everything with each other so that there is no ghost of past that taints our future. "I need to ask you something, Brooke, will you talk to me?" I ask softly, not meeting Jarek's eyes because I know I will fall weak. "What's going on?" He asks, sounding slightly worried. Understanding passes her gaze, as her smile turns
Gianna "Holy sweet fudging son of a cake," Brooke exclaims while looking at Jarek's giant black wolf with an awestruck look. "Is that Jarek?" She asks, blinking at Jarek in fascination. Thankfully, she didn't faint or freak out, which is a good sign. "Yes, he is Jarek in his wolf form." Clearing my throat, I nod my head. "He really turned into a wolf, or am I dreaming?" She tilts her head slightly to the side and then pinches herself. "Ouch! I am not dreaming." She exclaims, then she looks at me with a look of disbelief, "He actually became a wolf... like a real howling and growling wolf. How is it even possible?!" "Well, it is possible because he is a werewolf." Raising my eyebrows, I nod my head slowly as I watch Jarek shaking his fur and stretching his front legs. "So, are you also like him?" She stares at me as if even I will turn into a wolf, "Or you are human like me?" "Well, actually, I am a normal human, and I am not like you." I give her a tight smile while mentally
Jarek Alone. This is how I used to feel a few months ago because that is what I truly was. At that time, I couldn't have imagined that in a few months, my life was about to take a turn, and my entire life would be changed. The moment I found Gianna, I knew that from this moment onwards, the word 'alone' has no longer had a place in my life. Because she is all that I wished for. But it seemed like Gianna was the one with whom all my happiness was connected. As soon as she walked into my life, the rest of my happiness also started making its way into my life. Now, I just don't have my beautiful mate with me, but soon I will be a dad. I will have my own family. And now, with Brooke with us, everything feels perfect. My family feels complete. However, there is something that I dread the most. I don't know how to reveal the news of our parents to her. I don't know how to answer her questions if she wanted to know why our parents never tried to look for her. Because even though it h
Gianna Brooke has requested Jarek to read their father's diary. Jarek was not keen because directly reading his words may hurt Brooke even more. But being his daughter and the only thing that had left of their father, she has the right to know her dad, even if it is just through his writing. It has been two days since Jarek told Brooke everything. The night when Brooke was discharged, Jarek handed her the diary, as she had requested, and since then, she hasn't come out of her room. Jarek is devastated, but he knows there is nothing that he can do instead of allowing her to grieve in her own way. "Good morning, guys." Brooke's voice forces us to turn our heads in the direction of the door, "Can I join you guys for breakfast?" She smiles sheepishly. "Of course." Jarek instantly looks at me and then at her with relief evident in his eyes. Even I can't stop myself from smiling as I pat the empty stool beside me, beckoning her to come inside the kitchen. "How are you feeling?" I gi