Gianna
Even though earlier, I had decided that I would stay away from him, but one look at him and all my resolve dissolved into nothingness.
So instantly, I decided not to think much about all these things and just enjoy the attention which I was receiving. But then, just like someone has thrown cold water on my face, a realization draws on me that it is not like he is actually interested in knowing me; he is interested in this new girl he has just met.
And these two things are different.
This also made me realize that deep down, I was hoping that he would genuinely like me, which is stupid. Because why would he be interested in me when he can have anyone he wants?
I am not blind not to notice how every girl in the party was eyeing him. He is not like manwhore like most of the other club members from what I have heard, but still, he has been with quite a few females. And it was not like somebody told me about him or anything, but I have heard talking a group of girls bragging to each other, how they scored the Alpha for themselves.
A bitter feeling churns inside me when I think about him being with other girls. I feel angry, frustrated, at the same time, sad. These feelings seem illogical because how can I feel like this about someone who I have just met.
"Damn, this man is dangerous." Lightly chuckling to myself, I shake my head at the hilarity of my situation.
It is better for me to stay away from him because he is bad for me and my heart.
Lifting my head, I look at the starless sky while a shiver of cold runs down my spine when the cold breeze touches my skin. The sound of music fills the silence around me, but it is still not loud enough to quieten my haywire thoughts.
"Gia, what are you doing here?"
Plastering a smile on my face, I turn to find Eric walking towards me with a frown on his face.
"When did you return?" I accept his hug when he wraps his arms around me.
A few hours before the party, he stopped by my room to inform me that he had some business to attend to, so he might not be able to make it to the party. Honestly, I was slightly disappointed because I wanted to be with him, but I know he wouldn't have to go if it were not important.
"Just fifteen minutes ago." He places a kiss on my temple, and then he releases me from the hug.
Eric might be dangerous for others, but he is an affectionate father. He never hesitates to show me how much he loves me. He made accepting him and this father-daughter relationship so easy for me that it seems like he has been with me throughout my life.
"Didn't you like the party?" He tries to read my expression, then a stern look appears on his face, "Or has somebody bothered you?"
My smile turns natural, and I can't help myself from wrapping my arms around him and hugging him. Even though I wasn't aware of him, there was a void inside me that only a father's love could fill. And that void disappeared from the warmth of his concern and love.
"I missed you, Dad." Emotions choke my throat; the word which is foreign yet familiar passes through my lips.
His body completely goes rigid for a moment, but then he tightly holds me against his chest as if he is trying to shield me from this world.
This is the magic of a father's love. The moment I find myself in his strong embrace, I have turned into a little girl whose father is the strongest man of this world.
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When I returned to the party, I decided to enjoy the party and try not to think much about anything. However, I can constantly feel Jarek's burning gaze following me. A number of times, I have found myself from looking in his direction, but before he can catch me staring at him, I avert my gaze.
Even though it is hard to avoid him, but I am trying my best. And I am proud to say that, until now, I have been successful.
The party is still going on, but I have moved to the backside of the clubhouse because it was getting a bit raunchy. I don't have any issues with PDA, but at the moment, I saw some people going at it in front of everyone. Well, that's my cue to leave.
"Do you know we love chasing?" It feels like out of nowhere, Jarek appeared, making me slightly jump, "But I didn't like when you ran away from me." He sits beside me, and my arm lightly brushes against his leather jacket.
"But I hate it that you are avoiding me." His gaze holds mine, making it impossible to look away.
"I wasn't avoiding you," I mumble while biting my lip.
"Really?" He chuckles, finding my lie amusing, and lightly runs his thumb beneath my bottom lip.
"Are you scared of me?" His expression turns serious while he gently cups the side of my face in his palm. "Scared of who I am?"
Surprisingly, this is the first time this thought came to my find that he is different. I know who he is, but this thought never occurred to me until he mentioned this.
So, the question is, am I afraid of his true form?
My gaze locks with his as I wait for the fear to consume me. But it never happened. However, there is another fear inside me that has nothing to do with who he is, but at the same time, it has everything to do with him.
"No." My lips part as a quiet sigh escapes through my lips, "I am not scared of you, but I am afraid of being heartbroken."
The way how I voiced out my true fear in front of him is even surprising for me.
That's great now he will think that he has shown slight interest in me, and I have become this stupid clingy girl who was planning her future with him.
"With me, you don't have to be afraid of anything." He caresses my cheek with his thumb while his gaze holds a promise, "Because I will always protect you and your heart with all my being."
His words stir a sweet pain inside my heart, making my heart clench beautifully inside my chest.
How can he manage to say the right words, which silenced all my fears and doubts?
"Gianna, please don't think too much." He presses his forehead against mine, "All this is new for me as well. I haven't felt like this for anyone the way I feel for you. Let's give each other a chance, and see where our fate leads us."
There is something about him that makes me want to trust him, and that feeling is so strong that I cave in to his request without thinking much.
"Okay." Wrapping my fingers around his wrist, I nod my head as his gaze holds mine in some sort of unbreakable tie that it is difficult for me to look away from him.
His entire face lights up, and a most beautiful smile appears on his handsome face.
He pulls me towards himself, and but I place my fingers on his lips when his lips are about to touch mine.
"We are taking things slow." Raising my eyebrows, I give him a pointed look, "Let's know each other first. The rest of the things can wait."
Even though my heart is telling me to trust him completely, a part of my mind is asking me to be careful. What if he just wants me? And once he gets what he wants then he would leave me.
Placing a kiss on my fingertips, he removes my hand away from his mouth.
"As you wish, because I am ready to wait for you as long as you want."
Gianna The entire atmosphere of the clubhouse has shifted. And I was not surprised when almost everyone started preparing for a party, leaving a few of the men to tend to the broken wall. However, Jarek ordered them to stay put at the party and any celebration until all over members recovered and security was reinforced. Although there were slight complaints, they all knew what things should be prioritized. So in record time, all the things are back in order, and now again, the club is preparing to throw a crazy-ass party to welcome twins. An involuntary smile uplifts the corners of my lips as my gaze falls onto my lap. Both of my boys are sleeping, completely unaware of the chaos they were born into. Somewhere I am still having a hard time wrapping my mind around the thought that I am a mother. It feels unreal... almost foreign. However, the love with which my heart is bursting is something unexplainable. The emotions are so intense and overpowering that I can only describe thi
Gianna The gate of the club has been blown off, and some of the members are working on fixing a new gate. The front wall is also partially damaged, as well as the side. There are more people patrolling around the club than I have ever seen, and I have spotted a few wolves as well running around the perimeter. Uncle's men are also here helping the members with repairs and even with security. It feels so different watching all of them working together because they are so much different from each other. Wolves are reckless while they are organized. Wolves follow their instincts, and the others are highly calculative with their every move. They are poles apart, yet they have banded together and worked as a team. And they make an amazing team. Well, if not, then I wouldn't be sitting here alive today. I had asked my uncle to update the club about everything and also help Dad to secure the club because I had a doubt that maybe Maverick had something up under his sleeve, and I didn't wa
Gianna Wrapping my arms around myself, I lean against the car as I watch the dead bodies of rogues coming out of the building. A part of me wishes this wasn't how their life should have ended; some of them might still have some hope of returning back from their madness. Until now, I have forced myself to shut down my emotions so I don't hesitate to do what I need to do. But now, when my barriers are down, there is kind of a hollow feeling seeing so much death around me. I wish there were a way to help them, but then I know when you leave your humanity, then there is nothing left to salvage. There are bodies of humans who turned themselves into this hybrid by introducing werewolves' blood into their system. Honestly, there were the worst, and there was this craziness that surrounded them, and there was no point of return for them. Rogues are born, but these hybrids are mad, and during the full moon, they face severe consequences of their greed. Jarek told me most of these can't eve
GiannaCarefully, walking inside the dimly lit hallway, I look around and notice there are numerous doors aligned to both sides of the hallway.I can hear the desperate pleas of people from behind the doors, but I keep moving forward. As of now, they are safe inside, and I don't know who they are, so it is better that they stay behind the locked doors as of now.My body is aching as everything is catching up to me, but I am pushing myself because this is not the time to focus on these things. I need to help Jarek and end all this once and for all.I am still unable to understand why Maverick did all this and what his motive was behind all this. He seems mentally sick, and there is something unsettling about his personality that gives me the creeps. And the thing which makes him even more creepy is that he behaves so normally, like whatever he has done or is doing is something very normal, nothing out of the ordinary.No matter what, I don't feel an iota of sympathy for him... sick or
Gianna Suddenly, I realize that we are still in the enemy camp, and we aren't out of danger. Where the hell is everyone? They should have been here by now. I just hope the tracker is working fine. After I had searched about injectable microchips, I made Uncle arrange it for me and got the chip implanted in my wrist. Uncle must have alerted the club, so they should have been here by now. "Jarek." Leaning away, I look at him and search around, "Maverick, he is nowhere." He instantly frowns and looks around as if he has also just realized this. Before we can think about it much, the thundering footsteps reach our ears, and they get louder and louder. They must have been alerted that something was not right, or maybe Maverick informed them. Whatever it is, we have no option but to fight them. "Stay close to me all the time." He places a quick kiss on my forehead and helps me get on my feet. He steps away from me and lets his wolf overtake his body. As soon as he transitioned into
Gianna Using the wall as a support, Maverick stands up again, still holding on to the chains tightly. His wounds aren't healing, but still, they don't actually slow him down. Even though he is injured, he still attacks Jarek. Jarek's upper lips roll in inside his mouth as he snarls, bare his sharp canines as he dodges Maverick's attack. From the outside, this looks unmatched fight because Maverick is facing Jarek's powerful wolf, but it isn't. Because Maverick, surprisingly, is stronger than he looks and doesn't look like this is the first time he is fighting a wolf. I am too focused on the fight that I don't see when someone attacks me from the side. I am tackled on the ground, and air knocks out of my lungs. I break my fall when bringing my hands in front of me, yet, my face hits the ground. A sharp hiss leaves my mouth as my cheek splits open. But before I can turn around, I am with something sharp in my side. Tilting slightly, I see Stella holding a knife that is coated i