Giovanni's Perspective
My heart skipped a beat when I heard Tobias' report, and my expression became complicated.Daylight was rising, spilling through the window onto my strong frame. The wind blew from afar, bringing with it a hint of grass and trees, as well as a long-lost memory.My thoughts were instantly drawn back to that war-torn day many years ago.It was a cold winter; the war raged across the land, and blood stained every inch of it. I was leading my werewolf army in a fierce battle with the enemy. In the ruins, I found a little girl. She was covered in blood but stood tenaciously amidst the rubble, with fearlessness and determination in her eyes. That girl was none other than Vivian."What's your name?" I asked."Vivian," the girl's voice trembled, but there was a hint of resilience.From that day on, Vivian became my "sister" and lived among the wolves.She quickly adapted to life here and showed exceptional intelligence and couraTobias' PerspectiveIn the evening, as I busied myself preparing for tomorrow's welcome dinner for Vivian, she found me."Tobias!"Vivian's sweet, sultry voice enveloped me, and my wolf howled with delight. Yes, she was my mate, though no one else knew it."Yes, Vivian?" I couldn't help but smirk, so happy was my wolf to be near her.I had watched her grow up, once considering her like a little sister. But after Vivian had been away for training, conquering, and practicing, my wolf couldn't sense our mate bond for a long time until she returned home to visit a year ago.Oh, how I wished I could mark her, but I had to restrain myself; she hadn't turned 21 yet. Not to mention, she was Giovanni's adopted sister.I could sense how much she relied on Giovanni and how different she had become.Everything had been fine when she wasn't around, but now that she was here so often, it was becoming increasingly difficult for me to concentrate.
Fern's Perspective"I'm not sure if this is a good idea," I muttered under my breath.Another dinner... I didn't know why, but the thought of tonight's banquet was vaguely unsettling.Vivian.Lately, the pack has been abuzz with discussions and stories about her. Somehow, I've had this lingering feeling that her return would change things.It even led me to make excuses yesterday to avoid greeting her when she arrived.Once again, the maid had outdone herself in dressing me. My long hair was elegantly curled and pinned up. My makeup was flawless, with just a hint of blush accentuating my cheeks, giving me an innocent look.Even the formal gown she selected was stunning, its dark blue contrasting beautifully with Giovanni's light-colored eyes—eyes that I fixated on every night before sleep. With him by my side, I felt safe and protected.But tonight was different. Something about this dinner felt unsettling, though I couldn't
Fern's PerspectiveA long sigh escaped my lips as I placed the second book I had finished reading on the soft quilt. The dinner party was still going on, and the buzz of voices kept drifting up from downstairs.Like a fugitive, I had left the dinner early and retreated to my room, locking myself away.And now, I realized, clearly, that I wanted more.Yes, I missed Giovanni hopelessly. His intoxicating scent, the gentle touch of his hands...God, I was being ridiculous. My face turned red, and I rolled my eyes at my internal dilemma."What do you think Vivian meant by what she said to you?" my wolf asked."I don't know."I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling above me, wondering what to do next.I could hear music coming from below; it seemed like the crowd was having a good time. Through my open window, I could hear the giggles and laughter of young women.Was Giovanni being charmed by the other women? Would
Fern's PerspectiveI admit that jealousy and insecurity made me lash out.Giovanni's pained eyes widened as he looked at me and screamed in panic, "What are you talking about, Little Tree? Don't be ridiculous! I don't want anyone else! I only want you!"Avoiding his hurt expression, I glanced at the ground and bit my inner lip. I knew full well that none of this was Giovanni's fault. "I-I'm sorry," I said helplessly.But before I could say another word, Giovanni stepped forward and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his body. "Little Tree, please don't say that again. You know, what you just said almost broke my heart."His deep tone made me catch my breath. My heart was beating wildly as I stared up into his eyes."Please, never leave me, okay?" Giovanni begged gently."Okay," I gasped.His touch clouded my judgment as the realization that he was closer to me than I could handle slowly surfaced in my mind.
Fern's PerspectiveMy eyes slowly widened to find him staring at me with a look I didn't recognize. A small smile crept onto my lips as he pulled me onto the bed with him, waiting for the swelling in the knot to subside.My head rested against his chest, and we stayed in that position. Even though it was different than before, I liked it. I realized I wasn't as afraid of him as I had been before—in fact, I was attracted to his ways."Does it hurt?" he asked, breaking the silence between us.I blushed. "No.""Good," he replied, then looked up at the ceiling.As the knot dissipated and he slid off me, I expected him to leave quickly. Instead, he lay beside me for a moment, then got up and headed for my bathroom.I sat up, curious about what he was doing. When I heard the sound of running water, I saw him walk back, his member hanging freely between his legs as he approached me.I was totally confused. What was he doing?But I didn't b
Fern's PerspectiveAfter the applause settled, he continued, "Most of you know of her. Many have met her. Many of us owe her. She's transformed how we collaborate and what drives us during training. Once, I asked her, 'Who do you think of when you're on the battlefield?' Without hesitation, she replied, 'Those who cannot fight on the battlefield.'"Giovanni's voice carried over the speakers, "She possesses a nobility rarely seen among us. I know you'd all love to hear from her. It is my great pride to introduce our Gamma, my trusted friend and comrade in arms, Vivian. Please join us!"Vivian rose gracefully and walked to the front of the stage. She embraced Alpha Giovanni briefly before stepping up to the microphone."Thank you for the generous introduction, Alpha Giovanni." Everyone applauded, then fell silent as she continued, "As Gamma Tobias mentioned, last year was challenging."Her expression turned grave. "We lost many of our packmates in the war."
Fern's PerspectiveSince agreeing to train together, I've noticed that Vivian has become unabashedly hostile towards me. As the Gamma of the pack, her every move exudes palpable aggression, and as she questions me, her followers are growing increasingly hostile as well."Faster! As warriors of the pack, you must be honed to guard our people. If you want to be pampered young ladies, you'd better leave the pack before it's too late!"Vivian stood on a high ground, scrutinizing the training team condescendingly. At the end of her words, her eyes intentionally landed on me, and a snort escaped from the corner of her mouth."Understood, Gamma. We're not going to contribute nothing to the pack like some people."Listening to the reactions from the training team, a trace of a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of Vivian's mouth."Alright, today's training is over for now. Tomorrow we..."Vivian cleared her throat, preparing to announce the end of the training. Hearing this, the warriors
Fern's PerspectiveAs night fell, moonlight streamed into my room through the cracks in the curtains, casting a faint glow. I sat on the edge of my bed, my thoughts racing.The breeze rustled through the treetops, bringing a gentle coolness, and I breathed in the earthy scent of pine needles, feeling a sense of serenity."What about you? What are your dreams?" Vivian's icy words echoed in my mind once more."Hey, do you ever have a dream?" I asked my wolf softly, confusion tinting my tone."Dream? What the hell is that? I just want to roam the forest every day. There's nothing like running free at night under the moonlight. Hey, you know what? Why don't you let us go now. Look how beautiful the moonlight is tonight," my wolf said as he licked his paw.I felt the familiar force stirring within me.Raising my head, I gazed out the window at the forest, the wolf inside urging me, longing to be released, longing to run.Taking a deep breath, I sto
Fern's PerspectiveI stood in the kitchen, staring out the window at the fading sunset, my mind in turmoil. Daniel had been especially quiet today. When he came back from school, instead of running out into the yard to play as he usually did, he sat inside the house, staring blankly at the wall. I had tried to talk to him, but Daniel spoke without a hint of a smile, his face distant and expressionless.But today felt different—everything seemed out of place, because it was the night of the full moon.I knew that Daniel wasn't just an ordinary kid. The Alpha werewolf bloodline from Giovanni flowed through him, but more than that, the savage power of the moon that resided within him seemed even stronger. This was something Peter, the wizard, had told us when Daniel was born. That unusual power lay dormant in him, but it could explode at any moment.Though he was still young, I could often feel that power stirring within him. I had tri
Fern's PerspectiveThe moment I stepped out of the building, my mood hadn't fully relaxed, and the unease in my heart felt like an inescapable shadow constantly looming over me.I knew Giovanni's instincts couldn't be wrong. If he had started to suspect me, it would only get harder to keep my secret. As time passed, I began to sense a subtle shift in my bond with him, as though I had unknowingly reestablished some kind of connection.Every time I interacted with him, I could feel that attraction growing stronger, as if some invisible force in the underworld was pulling us back together.But I couldn't let Giovanni uncover the truth. The past couldn't be undone, and I refused to let one bad decision destroy my future, or that of my children.I walked into a café and ordered a coffee before heading to the corner by the window, choosing a secluded spot out of habit. The waitress quickly brought my coffee, and I pulled the cup t
Giovanni's PerspectiveI sat in my office, a pile of papers stacked on my desk. But I couldn't bring myself to deal with them—my mind kept drifting back to her, Diana.She was like a riddle I couldn't solve. If she wasn't Fern, why did she look exactly like him? But if she was Fern, why couldn't I feel any trace of the unique bond that had once existed between Fern and me?I rubbed my forehead and then called Tobias. "Tobias, tell her to come in."Moments later, I sensed Diana standing in the doorway. My heightened hearing caught the sound of her taking a deep breath, trying to steady herself before knocking."Come in," I called, my voice low and firm.She slowly pushed the door open and stepped into my office. Her eyes flicked to the picture on the wall—the one of Fern and me, which I'd deliberately had Tobias hang there.I kept my gaze fixed on her, watching closely for any sign of a reaction, any hint o
Fern's PerspectiveThe morning sunlight streamed through the cracks in the curtains, spilling onto the tabletop and adding a touch of warmth to the humble cottage. Sleep still lingered on Daniel's face as he lazily rose from his bed, his eyes—so deep and dark, like Giovanni's—slowly opening as he gazed out the window at the distant view."Mommy, are we going to the market today?" His voice held a note of anticipation, and despite his young age, he always seemed older than other children.I smiled and nodded, a warmth filling my heart.Since I started working, I'd rented a small house near my company and began living independently with Daniel, despite my parents' strong objections. But I wasn't a little girl relying on my parents anymore; I was a mother now.Besides, after the day of my interview when I learned I'd be working for Giovanni's company, I'd worried that he might uncover Daniel's existence through his investigation of my background. That's why I had to leave my parents behi
Giovanni's PerspectiveI sat in my office, brow furrowed, with papers piled as high as a mountain in front of me. My fingers absently scratched across the desk, and my eyes occasionally flicked to the stacks of pending paperwork, but my mind was far from them.Ever since Diana joined the company, my heart has never been at ease. Every day, her familiar figure, always within my line of sight, seemed to remind me of a long-forgotten past. An unspeakable feeling, one that had quietly begun to grow, spread deep within my chest.I don't want to
Fern's Perspective"Diana, good morning." A clear greeting interrupted my thoughts. I turned to see the manager who had called my name and tried to offer a natural smile. She was my immediate supervisor, Marianne, and while she had a kind face, it was clear that she was not someone to be easily overlooked."Good morning, Marianne," I replied with a smile, doing my best to keep my voice steady.I then turned and walked into the office. Before me was a modern work environment: spacious desks, rows of computer screens, and neat shelves filled
Fern's PerspectiveWhen I got home, I sat at the dining room table, staring down at the newspaper in front of me while my mind wandered far away. Giovanni's face, those deep eyes, and the aura that surrounded him seemed to pull me back to a past I couldn't escape. I had been so happy to see Giovanni, to feel the way he looked at me, and yet now, it felt like a distant memory."Mom, how was the interview today?" Daniel suddenly jumped up from the couch beside me, looking at me mischievously.I froze for a moment, then forced a smile. "It wa
Giovanni's PerspectiveI sat in my spacious office, a mountain of papers piled in front of me. My fingers absentmindedly skimmed over the pages without truly registering their contents. Distracted, my gaze would often drift toward the window, where I imagined the bustle of the world outside. It had been a long time since I'd taken over the pack, and moments of inattention like this were rare for me.Today's meeting had left me drained. The pack elders had engaged in a heated debate over my decision to choose a Luna, knowing full well that some of them didn't want me to make a rational choice. As a werewolf alpha, I under
Fern's Perspective I sat on a couch in the office lobby, my hands instinctively tightening around the strap of my bag. My interview hadn't even started yet, and all around me, the soft murmur of whispered conversations filled the air as candidates discussed various questions. I stared at my phone screen, but my heartbeat refused to slow. Suddenly, I heard a familiar name. "I heard this company was founded by Alpha Giovanni of the Dark Howl Pack. In just a few short years, it's become one of the most influential companies out there," a girl whispered. "Yeah, I heard his business tactics are as ruthless as he was when he was Alpha of the pack," another added. "..." My heart sank, and in an instant, the murmur of voices around me faded. The name echoed in my mind. Giovanni—the man who had touched my heart so deeply, the man who had given me everything, and yet, had left me scarred. How did he end up here? This company was founded by him. My mind immediately flooded with memo