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
Fern's PerspectiveI grunted softly to keep from losing consciousness and falling into a pit of desire, but the faint, inaudible refusal aroused Giovanni's determination to conquer.His hands climbed to the small of my back and reached their peak—a gentle caress that sent my arousal into a frenzy as he brushed them over me.I was lost in his intoxicating scent, feeling arousal grow inside me. My breasts hardened for him, and I found myself excited when he noticed, hunger deep in his eyes.I felt a hot rush beneath me, causing a gasp. My eyes were fixed on Giovanni, who frowned as he lay beneath me. My body trembled slightly under Giovanni's touch, not from fear but from something else.I sensed something stirring slowly, like a huge ship arriving in harbor with a complaining whistle, wondering why ships on long voyages weren't allowed to dock.Giovanni slowly sat up, lifting me again, his lips trailing down my neck, skimming my collarbone again. T
Fern's PerspectiveGiovanni and I settled into a routine. He would come over almost every night if he was home and not traveling. I would play the piano and sing soothing songs, and we would spend a lovely evening together, as all passionate couples do, unless he had to attend to communal business. When that happened, we would have breakfast together before he went off to work or on a business trip, while I continued with my day.No matter how late he came or how busy his day had been, he always brought me a gift of some sort. It amazes me how thoughtful he can be. Usually, he brought me flowers, even though I had a whole garden of them outside my door."What are you going to do today?" Giovanni asked over breakfast one morning. He usually asked this question at breakfast, but this day turned out differently than I expected."I don't know," I replied, as I usually did. I had just finished buttering a piece of toast and was about to take a bite when he folded the newspaper he had bee
Daniel's PerspectiveThe wind howled in my ears, and my heart nearly leapt into my throat. In that moment, the world seemed to freeze. There was only the sound of the wind and the frantic thumping of my heart. I looked down, closer and closer to the lake, knowing that this was the moment when I would reach my limit.But then, at the exact moment I braced myself, I turned my head to look at Giovanni. He, too, had leapt off the cliff and was plummeting downward. I had expected him to squeeze his eyes shut, flailing his arms and legs like I was, bracing for the inevitable plunge into the water. But what happened next was beyond anything I could have predicted.As we neared the surface of the lake at nearly the same time, I witnessed an incredible transformation: Giovanni shifted mid-air. In an instant, his body morphed into the form of a majestic werewolf—his muscular frame expanding with raw power, his entire being exuding the energy of a st
Daniel's PerspectiveI thought nothing special would happen today – or at least, that's what I originally believed. But as it turned out, I misjudged how the day would unfold. And that's how life often works—always teaching you an unexpected lesson when you least expect it.In the plaza of the amusement park, sunlight filtered through the swaying trees, filling the air with laughter and the tempting smells of food. People were buying cotton candy from the booths, jumping on trampolines, and shouting with excitement as they zipped by on roller coasters. I moved along with the crowd, step by step, almost as if I were trying to leave the mundane behind—without even realizing it.Giovanni, Finn, and I stood at the entrance to the park, and despite knowing I didn't really belong here—not with the joy that seemed to surround me—I couldn't help but look around. My gaze drifted from one attraction to the next, my insides fl
Fern's PerspectiveI almost held my breath. I knew that the temptation embedded in that statement wasn't just a comment about Daniel.My fingers brushed the edge of the tablecloth without thought, the cool fabric pulling me back from my musings. My gaze quietly settled on Daniel and Giovanni, their interaction like a subtle tug-of-war—effortless and fluid, but sending ripples through my mind.Giovanni's gaze was intense and focused. The familiar scrutiny that sometimes swept over Daniel made a cold sweat break out across my back. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that everything was under control—at least for now.To keep Giovanni from discovering Daniel's true identity, I'd turned to Peter the Wizard, the eccentric and mysterious old man. He'd given me a potion that supposedly shielded Daniel from the fluctuations of werewolf power, making him appear like any other ordinary child. However, the potion's effects were limit
Fern's Perspective"Mom, I'd like another roast." Daniel's voice rang out sharply, pulling me back to the present. His little hands shot up in the air, and his eyes sparkled as he eagerly watched the waiter bringing the dish. His movements were effortless, as though he had nothing to hide, no secrets to keep.I took a deep breath, and the corner of my mouth lifted into a faint smile. "Eat slowly, don't choke." My words were light, but underneath the table, my hands clenched into fists, a thin sheen of sweat breaking out on my palms.Giovanni's gaze felt like a searchlight, locking onto me with unsettling intensity.I kept my composure, the smile on my face unwavering. "As you can see, Mr. Giovanni, this is my son, Daniel.""A human son?" Giovanni asked bluntly, his tone smooth yet heavy, the kind of gentleness that carried a weight you couldn't ignore. He picked up his dinner knife and sliced into his steak with deliberate slowness
Giovanni's PerspectiveThe air in the room seemed to freeze, my eyes locked on Diana, like black holes intent on piercing through every secret she tried to hide. She stood on the other side of the desk, her fingers gripping the strap of her handbag so tightly that her knuckles turned white. I didn't respond immediately to her words, just stared at her in silence. But inside, my emotions churned like a storm, threatening to suffocate me."He's human," Diana repeated, her tone firm but betraying a subtle tremor. "Daniel is my child with a normal human. He has nothing to do with the werewolf world."I rose to my full height, my towering frame casting a shadow over Diana's petite one. Slowly, I rounded the desk, each step deliberate. The air grew heavier, charged with the intimidating presence only an Alpha could command. Her small frame trembled slightly under the weight of my unspoken challenge."Diana," I said, my voice low and even, thoug
Fern's PerspectiveEarly in the morning, with the fresh scent of damp earth in the air, I sat at my desk, my fingers resting on the keyboard, my gaze drifting aimlessly. Today's work felt unusually uninteresting, and my mind had already wandered far away. For some reason, I couldn't shake the feeling that something unusual was about to happen.I couldn't focus at all; my heart beat erratically, as though something was urging me to face it. I glanced at the clock on the wall, and just as I was about to dial my assistant, I heard a sudden voice.
Fern's PerspectiveMy heart skipped a beat, and my vision blurred. A thousand thoughts rushed through my mind, but none of them stuck. First, I was shocked. Then, fear gripped me. And finally—anger.It was almost surreal that my past, especially with Giovanni, was being casually dragged into the open today. The anonymity I'd worked so hard to maintain had been shattered by an uninvited guest."How did you... know?" I finally asked, panic evident in my voice. My heart pounded, as though a vice had tightened around my chest, making it
Fern's PerspectiveMoonlight streamed into the room through the blinds as I sat by the window, my hands clutching my cell phone. The unexpected message on the screen made my heart skip a beat. For days after the party had ended, I'd been anxious that Giovanni might discover something about Daniel, but to my surprise, Giovanni hadn't shown up at the office. All my suspicions and insecurities gradually settled, and I convinced myself I could go on with my life as it was—until this moment."I know your secret. If you don't want it exposed, meet me tomorrow at 3 p.m. at the Eclipse Café."
Fern's PerspectiveI never imagined I'd be standing in front of Giovanni at a moment like this. Six years had passed—six years enough for me to almost forget that painful memory, those deep and tangled emotions. But today, fate had brought me face-to-face with those eyes, eyes that once pierced so deeply into my heart.My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might jump out of my chest. Instinctively, I hid Daniel behind me, doing my best to block Giovanni's view. Even though I knew Giovanni's gaze was far sharper than I'd ever anticipated. My body tensed, frozen, barely able to move, and the clash of reason and in