Fern's Perspective
The night hung like an invisible curtain, shrouding the forest in mysterious darkness. Moonlight spilled through the gaps in the treetops, casting dappled light and shadows on the wet ground. My heartbeat reverberated clearly in the silent night, and my hands trembled slightly.At that moment, I was delving deep into Giovanni's consciousness, trying to find him in this chaotic inner world."Giovanni, I'm here," I called out. My voice echoed in the darkness, like a distant call.Suddenly, a soft moan broke the silence, and I followed the sound. The sight that greeted me froze me in my tracks - a lone figure huddled beside a rock in an empty wasteland, his back appearing particularly forlorn. His body seemed to be wracked with endless pain and exhaustion, his hair draped over his shoulders, reflecting his fragility and helplessness.As I approached, I witnessed a scene that broke my heart. A small boy huddled under a dead tree, hiFern's PerspectiveThe next day.At 8:00 a.m., I got out of bed, brushed my teeth, and got dressed. After finishing my night of tending to Giovanni, I desperately needed some relaxing activities to relieve the tiredness and tension within me.Yes, tension.In the morning, when Tobias brought my breakfast, he mentioned that Giovanni seemed to have awakened.However, I recalled my plea to Nuu-Chah, the moon god, last night, and the oath I had taken.Honestly, I wasn't sure how my relationship with Giovanni would unfold with Nuu-Chah's assistance and how it might alter my life later on. It left me apprehensive, feeling unprepared to face Giovanni now that he was awake.I made my way downstairs and out the back door of the manor. Jogging to the forest behind the manor, I found a secluded spot behind a tree where I could strip naked. After stowing my clothes in my bag, I changed into fresh ones and released my white wolf with sapphire
Beta Tobias' PerspectiveThe early morning sunlight streamed through the thick forest canopy, filling the air with a moist, earthy scent, while birds chirped happily on the branches.At that moment, I stood outside Giovanni's office, feeling a sense of unease. Giovanni, the Alpha of the pack, had finally woken up.As the Beta of the pack, I bore the burden of protection and surveillance. I needed to find out from Giovanni exactly what had happened on the day he was attacked and gather some clues about the assailant. After all, any werewolf who dares to attack an Alpha is unforgivable.Recently, however, I'd noticed something strange about Alpha Giovanni's condition, something that had caught my attention.Ever since he was injured by Aurora and a man and treated by Fern, Giovanni's behavior has become increasingly unusual. Especially after he woke up, he seemed to be confused about many things.Most worryingly, when Fern's name was men
Giovanni's PerspectiveEvery Monday, there was a regular pack meeting, and as the Alpha, I needed to discuss the pack's development and recent events with the core members. Especially with the full moon approaching this month.However, this time, I found myself thinking about what to wear. I usually didn't care about my attire. When one was in a position of power, his subordinates would respect his regardless of what he wore. But today, I wanted to look my best. I put on a white shirt and a silver-gray tuxedo, a color that reminded me of my mate's shiny, soft fur.My brow furrowed gently at the thought of my mate. It seemed like I hadn't seen her since I got up in the morning. This feeling of separation from her made my wolf whimper in discontent."Relax. I promise I'll take you to see her as soon as the meeting is over."I ran my fingers through my dark, thick hair a few times until I was satisfied with my reflection in the mirror. Then, I left the room and
Giovanni's PerspectiveWe exchanged pleasantries for a while, and it dawned on me that "Aurora's" expression always seemed unnatural whenever I called her name. Her deep eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation and uneasiness, as if she had something she wanted to say but couldn't find the words."What's wrong?" I asked with concern.Aurora shook her head gently. "Nothing."As I tried to continue my questioning, a bell rang in the distance. She looked back at me and asked, "Do you need anything? I have to get breakfast ready."Reluctantly, I released her. "I won't keep you. I should get ready too. I can't wait to see you at breakfast."Aurora smiled gently and stood up, ready to leave.Sensing my mate's departure, my wolf whimpered unhappily, causing me to avert my eyes in embarrassment.Aurora flinched and then smiled softly before she leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Don't worry, we'll see each other again soon, won't we?"My wolf let
Fern's PerspectiveThe moon hung high in the sky, and its bright light cascaded like mercury into every corner of the forest. Tonight was a full moon, and the entire wolf pack was in a state of exuberance, eagerly anticipating the grand full moon banquet.The bonfire blazed in the clearing, its light reflecting on every excited face. Laughter echoed in the air, and it seemed that even the night wind carried a hint of joy.The large formal dining room was decorated in red, black, and gold. A band played soft music in the background, and at the other end of the room, a beautiful fireplace made the whole space warm and inviting. The room was already packed with guests—men in suits and women in evening gowns—scattered around, socializing in small groups.The waiters were busy setting delicate plates of food on the tables. I couldn't stop taking it all in. In all the dinner parties I remembered, I was the one busy serving the guests, never having the
Fern's PerspectiveNearby plants glowed with a faint, dreamlike light, as if from a scene in a dream. At my feet, insects rustled, and the nearby stream played a soft melody like an orchestra.In the distance, wolves howled, their eyes fixed on the bright moon. The treetops shimmered silver, and the fog cast blurred shadows through the forest. I quickened my pace among the trees.The stream shimmered in the moonlight, illuminating the greenery and flowers that brushed against my ankles. The ethereal beauty before me lifted my bad mood, and a slow smile spread across my face. Giovanni observed me."Thank you, Giovanni!" I exclaimed, releasing the pent-up boredom of the past few days.Giovanni nodded in response. I happily dashed through the forest toward the moon, as if running toward my freedom.Moonlight bathed me, as if beckoning me back to nature. I couldn't resist the call from within, and my body began to change, muscles exp
Cherry I let myself in, noticing Dylan’s keys in the bowl on the table. My heart punched my chest like a jackhammer, overreacting to the fact that he was home. I dropped my own keys in the bowl with a clatter. A moment later, Dylan’s study door opened. Dylan filled the doorway. His shoulders were so broad they almost touched both sides of the frame, and he seemed to loom over me, even with the long hallway between us. I always felt overwhelmed by his presence. His dark eyes found me in the low light, and I fought to conceal how much his stare affected me. His strong features were so handsome, filled with all the rugged beauty of the Moon God that only our pack’s most talented artists could hope to imbue their sculptures with. I felt Dylan’s pull on me like I did the full moon. I wanted to go to him. My lips prickled as if telling me to use them as I wanted to. “Kiss him,” they seemed to whisper. If only... Instead, I stated the obvious, “You’re home.” He frowned. “Thought you wer
Cherry Worry crept through me. For what must have been the thousandth time, I wondered if there was something wrong with me. Dylan hadn’t shown any sign of being attracted to me. He didn’t seem remotely interested in me like that. He hadn’t even kissed me, and we’d lived together for a whole year. Heat flushed over my skin as one of my common fantasies played through my thoughts: Dylan’s tall, muscular form pushing through my bedroom door, his dark eyes claiming mine before he took me in his arms and kissed me. But that’s where the fantasy petered out as it so often did. After all, I didn’t have much experience in that department. Who was I trying to fool? I didn’t have any sexual experience. Nothing. Helplessness whirled through me. The truth was, since being told by our Alpha and Luna that Dylan was my fated mate, I’d grown up with the idea that things between us would just happen. It’s not that I’d intentionally kept myself for Dylan, but I suppose, looking back when I’d fantasi