Jarek I read the missing report of newly shifted wolves of the nearby town. After reading the report, I found out that some of them went missing right after their first shift. Even though no evidence has been found against who has abducted them, I am sure hunters are behind this. I check the pictures of the wolves that have been missing, and one of them looks exactly like the wolf which Gianna had found. Under his name, it is written rogue. Obviously, he was a wanderer and an easy target for the hunters. Poor kid. He must be already dealing with so much being a rogue and died of a death that he didn't deserve. Hunters are humans who want to end our kind and other shifters. They strongly believe that we are evil and need to be finished at any cost. They are brutal and show no mercy when it comes to killing us. They know newly shifted wolves are weak because our first shift is the most torturous and often attacks them. After all, newly shifted wolves are vulnerable. Since I am the

Jarek "Man, that was insane." Daniel claps my back as he joins me outside in the bike garage, "You stopped in the mid-transition, man." He blows his cheeks and shakes his head. We run a garage and fix both cars and bikes. Ryder is the one who runs a garage, but from time to time, we all love getting our hands dirty while fixing the bikes. Currently, I am trying to fix an old bike that a boy brought to us. It was his dad's first bike, and even he wanted to learn to ride on this bike. We know he can't afford to get this bike repaired as the parts of this bike are expensive and not readily available. So, all the club chipped in and decided to get this bike repaired for him because that boy works really hard to support his family along with studying. We are going to gift him this bike at his high school graduation because he deserves this. "Honestly, none of us had entirely believed that you both are fated mates, as when our wolf accepts someone as a mate, then that's it for us." He

Jarek Curling my hands into fists, I try to control the anger which is brewing inside me. My mate asked something from me for the first time, and I wasn't able to give her what was rightfully hers. Gianna accepting me as her mate and bearing my mark on her neck is a sign of honor for me. But I disappointed her. I haven't heard about anyone stopping in mid-marking, and I don't know how this would affect Gianna as she is human. We have to complete the marking because it has been initiated. Gianna would already have recovered from the marking if we weren't interrupted. Her gaze held so much hurt that it tore me from inside, I wanted to go after her, but something in her expression said that she didn't want me. The way she moved away from me, avoiding my touch, felt like someone had poured acid on my heart. She almost looks repulsed. An angry growl ripples through my lips, and I punch the wall. My fist leaves a gaping hole in the wall as my knuckles bust with the impact. Blind

Jarek Eric's surgery has been finished, and doctors have managed to stop the internal bleeding. However, he is still not out of danger. No one is allowed to meet him yet because doctors have kept him under strict observation. After all, tonight is really critical for him. If everything goes well, then doctors are hopeful that he will not have any problem with the recovery. We wanted to take him back to the clubhouse's infirmary, but we weren't allowed to due to Eric's critical condition. These humans don't understand that we can care for him better than them. Moreover, Eric is one of those few humans who bear the blood mark, which means his healing ability is much more strong and fast than the rest of the humans. Eric joined the club when my grandfather was the Alpha, and at that, he used to give these marks to his most loyal members, whom he considered a family. This mark is sort of a tattoo of a tiny teardrop, and instead of ink, Alpha's blood is used. My grandfather said th

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