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...

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 "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

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

Jarek"Are you ready for the ceremony, Alpha?" Daniel comes and asks me.Turning my head around, I glance at Gianna, who is dancing and smiling with the ladies. My eyes travel to her stomach, where our child is growing unaware of the happiness that he has brought to his parents just by existing.I will do anything for my mate and my child... I am ready to bear every pain and face every hardship to provide for them... to protect them... and to look after them."I am ready." Looking back at Daniel, I nod my head."I will gather everyone for the ceremony." He bows his head and then goes to call my brothers for the ceremony.This ceremony will be proof of my love and my promise to this child that his father will always keep him safe and protected. Looking at the sky dark sky, I let out a happy sigh as I drop my jacket off my shoulders, and then after unbuttoning my shirt, I throw it on the ground. Following, I remove my boots as I step onto the clubhouse ground.Walking in the center of