Chapter 144

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 coura