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

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

Gianna "Now, will you tell me what made you so angry?" I quietly ask Jarek while sneaking a glance in Brooke's direction who is busy collecting that weird dust from the floor. She instead on cleaning the living room even though Jarek told her it was not necessary. Jarek wanted to burn everything, but Brooke stopped him from doing so, as we might find something else that could help us. It was difficult, but we told Brooke everything that happened, and for the first time, I saw her getting angry... she was seething by the time we finished telling her everything. But what broke my heart was that she held herself responsible for everything. It seems like it is ingrained in her mind that whatever goes wrong, it is her fault. Jarek stops whisking the eggs and turns to glance at me, and lets out a sigh. "She was forced to use this drug on a wolf, and it died. After she has seen the wolves here, she is sure that the wolf she killed wasn't an ordinary one." Swallowing hard, he looks at

GiannaBy the time I finished devouring the delicious chili that Brooke had cooked for me, she had cleaned up the entire house, much to my annoyance and dismay. I have noticed she is always doing something; it is like she can't sit idly and relax. Whenever I see her, she is always occupied with something; if she is not doing anything, then she is reading. Even though there were so many questions that I had regarding her previous life, I refrained from asking. Instead, I asked about herself, her favorite color, her favorite food, and so on. While I shared pieces of my life with her, I talked about my mom and the experiences that altered my views or the things which inspired me.She is easy to talk with and instantly makes you comfortable, and you never get the judgemental kind of vibes from her. When you talk to her, it doesn't feel like she just hears you... because she listens to you.It is almost around the evening when I decide to go to the clubhouse because I feel it is time tha

GiannaThe next morning when I woke up, I found the clubhouse already filling with families of wolves. Some of the wolves decided to relocate their family to a safer place, but most of them preferred to bring them to the clubhouse.If it weren't for the severity of the situation, it would feel like there are some festivities going on at the clubhouse.Since it is the next day, I decide to check on Brooke before doing anything.Walking to her door, I knock on it only to find it open. Opening the door further, I stick my head inside and call her, but the room is empty.For a second, my heart dropped in my stomach, thinking about what if she decided to leave us, but then my gaze went to her stuff beside the bedside table. All these are shopping bags of clothes that I forced her to buy. This girl hardly owns anything; the amazing part is she seems happy with whatever she has.I can't even believe that Tamara behaved so horribly with her and accused her of something that was impossible.Cl