Fern's PerspectiveThe night was deep, and the moonlight cast a faint glow through the heavy clouds, illuminating the dark woods. My heart raced as my silhouette moved stealthily among the shadows of the trees, barely making a sound.Despite the seemingly peaceful surroundings, I knew I was venturing into dangerous territory. Every cautious step I took was filled with apprehension and determination; I desperately needed to see Oliver and find out what information he had.Moving quickly and carefully along the path, I finally arrived at the designated spot—a small clearing surrounded by ancient trees. The moonlight filtered through the treetops, casting a serene glow on the grass below. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself.I was acutely aware that her appearance was no longer as radiant as it once was. Her recent captivity had left her extremely weakened, both physically and mentally.Soon after, I heard a soft footstep. Oliver's figure emerge
Tobias' PerspectiveThe night was deep, and moonlight trickled through the gaps in the forest, casting dappled patterns of light onto the shadowy wolf pack base.I stood atop the towering watchtower, staring into the darkness beyond. The tension in the air was palpable, as if the entire world was holding its breath in anticipation of the coming battle.The pack's rules had become increasingly stringent. Every member was undergoing intense training, and the harsh discipline made everyone feel as though they were walking on thin ice. I felt my body and mind being pushed to their limits, every moment preparing me for the impending conflict. My gaze involuntarily swept across the training ground, where soldiers practiced weapon swings and tactical maneuvers with machine-like precision, their faces etched with both determination and exhaustion.The shadow of battle loomed over everyone, and my emotions were even more complex. Only I knew that Giovanni's power as the p
Giovanni's PerspectiveThe sky was low and ominous, with dark clouds churning and cascading over one another, as if foretelling the bloodshed to come. I stood at the mountaintop, gazing coldly into the distance. Inside, I was as restless as the stormy heavens and the earth beneath.Tobias's news cut through me like a cold blade, severing everything in my heart. I couldn't believe that she had really left."What do you mean, she's gone?" I managed to ask, though my voice felt uncharacteristically strained."She left." Tobias's voice echoed in my ears, sounding distant, as if from another world.His head was bowed, his body tense, bracing for the wrath he knew I was about to unleash.I admit, the moment I heard the news, anger flared up in my chest like a roaring fire. My fists clenched, knuckles white with exertion. I wanted nothing more than to rush out, drag her back, and demand to know why she insisted on leaving me. But another, quieter voice of reas
Giovanni's PerspectiveSilas and his father exchanged glances, their expressions shifting from confidence to doubt. The sense of victory they had been so proud of was shattered by my words."Don't make a fool of yourself," Silas said, his voice wavering slightly but still stubborn. He wasn't ready to admit that anything could threaten their triumph.I slowly straightened up, the air around me seeming to freeze with my movements. I took a deep breath, pushing the pain to the back of my mind, my eyes sharpening like knives."You all seem to have forgotten one thing," I said, my voice calm but laced with a threat that couldn't be ignored. "I've never been one to admit defeat easily."Just then, a low wolf howl pierced the night from a distance. The sound seemed to echo from far away, as if a thousand armies were surging toward us. Silas's face went pale. He spun around violently, trying to locate the source of the sound, but could see nothing but the encroachin
Giovanni's PerspectiveSilas clenched his teeth, a mix of anger and resignation burning in his eyes. Galen, on the other hand, gripped his weapon tightly, clearly ready to fight to the death."We're not going down without a fight," Galen's voice was filled with determination, his gaze darting between Vivian and me, searching desperately for a way out."Then fight," I responded coldly, my voice steady, unflinching.Vivian gave a slight nod, and her warriors charged like tigers descending from a mountain, instantly engaging Silas and Galen in a fierce struggle. Blades slashed through the air with chilling precision, the clash of metal mixed with the roars of wolves, creating a chaotic symphony of battle.I stood at the edge of the battlefield, calmly observing the unfolding chaos. Vivian's warriors fought with ferocity, but Galen and his wolf were formidable opponents. Their counterattacks were vicious, several times nearly forcing the warriors back. The pace of the battle was relentles
Giovanni's PerspectiveEvery word she spoke was like a sharp blade piercing my heart, and I could feel the pain in my chest spreading with every moment. Her love, which I had once thought was false, now created endless doubt and anger within me. Yet, here she was, standing against me while expressing her feelings with such genuine sincerity."No...," I muttered, trying to stop this. My wolf struggled within me, raging as if it were about to break free from its bonds."Don't do this, please," she pleaded, her voice carrying a note of determ
Giovanni's PerspectiveI couldn't take my eyes off her. Even in death, her beauty remained, untouched by the cold breath of the end.Her breathing had ceased, her heartbeat long gone, and those eyes that once sparkled with defiance and tenderness were now closed tightly, like stars that had never truly shone.Oliver gently lifted her as though she were merely asleep, but I knew this time she would never wake.In that moment, my world lost all its light.
Giovanni's PerspectiveMy breathing grew ragged as waves of uncontrollable pain crashed over me, threatening to drown me. I could feel the Bond in my heart had completely snapped, the backlash not only weakening my wolf but also obliterating my grasp of the world around me.Without her, my power felt hollow, and my life gradually lost its meaning.But I still couldn't accept it.My heart pounded wildly, and I closed my eyes, trying to calm it.
Fern's PerspectiveMy heart skipped a beat, and I immediately opened my eyes."...Fern..."His voice was faint, like the wind, yet it pierced my ears clearly. I jerked my head up to meet a pair of long-lost eyes.In an instant, my world collapsed.I threw myself into his arms, tears spilling uncontrollably, and finally let out a sob.—You're back."You're awake!" I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I nearly cried out, my tears already slipping down my cheeks.The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, a weak but warm smile forming. "Why... are you crying?""You were unconscious for so long... I thought..." I covered my mouth, unable to stop the sobs. All the strength drained from me in that moment, and I could no longer hold back. I jumped into his arms."I'm here..." he murmured weakly, gently stroking my back. "I'm back..."Giovanni's awakening shocked everyone. The pack received
Fern's PerspectiveHe's such a proud man. He's given so much to protect Daniel and me. He wouldn't just give up, would he?I forced myself to calm down, taking a deep breath before lifting my head with resolve."I want to see him."The hospital room was unnervingly quiet.He lay on the clean, white hospital bed, his face pale and bloodless. His chest rose and fell slowly, heavily. His once strong and powerful body was now covered in gauze and medical instruments, losing its former majesty.I slowly walked toward him, reached out, and gently held his hand. It was still warm, which reassured me, if only slightly."Can you hear me?" I murmured, my voice so soft it almost seemed to be swallowed by the wind.There was no response.I pressed my lips together, tears welling up in my eyes."You asked me to forgive you before, and I promised… so you can't just leave me like this." I choked out, my v
Fern's PerspectiveI rushed to catch up with Daniel in my arms, my heart pounding wildly, terrified beyond measure.He can't be okay… He can't be okay…The light in the hallway was dim and cold.Giovanni was wheeled into the emergency room, and the door slammed shut in front of me. I stood there, frozen, as if I had lost all strength."Mommy…" Daniel sobbed, tugging at my hand. Only then did I slowly snap back to reality, pulling him close and gently patting his back to soothe him. But my own body trembled slightly.Would he wake up?Would he open his eyes and look at me?I held Daniel tightly, my nails digging into my palms as I forced myself to stay calm. I can't break down. I can't let myself fall apart. But—"Fern," Tobias's voice rang out. He stood in the doorway of the emergency room, his gaze heavy with unspoken emotions."He…" My voice cracked. "He's going
Fern's PerspectiveHe should have been unconscious, but in that moment, he was like a demon returning from hell, furiously tearing through every enemy in his path. His body was still drenched in blood, with deep gashes on his back, exposing bone, yet he ignored the pain and ran toward me with single-minded determination.My heart raced in my chest, and once again, tears slipped down my face."Fern—!"He roared, throwing the last of the black-clad men aside and enveloping me in his arms. In that instant, it was as if I had truly come to life.But before we could catch our breath, Elena's laughter echoed in our ears."You really moved me, but…"She slowly raised the remote control in her hand, her eyes gleaming with twisted malice. "The game ends here."My pupils dilated in horror."Bomb countdown activated."Red lights blinked to life, and a sharp alarm blared from inside the warehouse
Fern's Perspective"Spare them..." His voice was low and raspy, as if the breath had been squeezed from deep within his throat—fragile yet firm.Elena laughed softly, her dagger at some point in her hand. The sharp tip of the blade gently slid down his cheek, leaving a fresh trail of blood on his already scarred skin. She leaned in close to him, whispering in his ear, "You really make me sick to my stomach, to have fallen this low. Didn't you always despise me? What now?"He didn't respond. He just opened his gray-blue eyes and gazed deeply into mine.My heart trembled.He was saying goodbye."No!" I struggled desperately, attempting in vain to rush toward him. But the man in black behind me held me down in an unrelenting grip, a cold gun barrel pressed against my back.Elena stood and turned to the henchman beside her, her tone chillingly calm. "Show him what humiliation truly means."Before I could reac
Fern's PerspectiveThe pungent stench of blood filled the entire warehouse, mixing with the rusty scent in the damp air, creating a nauseating atmosphere. My hands were bound behind my back, my knees sunk deep into the cold concrete floor, and my body had grown numb from the prolonged position. But the pain in my heart was unbearable, as if it were being scorched by an unrelenting fire, so intense that it stole my breath.Elena stood nearby, her heels echoing sharply on the ground like the bells of a death knell. She smiled, her narrow eyes glinting with the playful satisfaction of a victor, while several black-clad bodyguards behind her held Daniel down in a deadly grip. His mouth was gagged, and his eyes were wide with terror.But my gaze was fixed on the man before me—him, my MATE, my Alpha, the man I thought I'd never forgive in my life. Yet here he was, kneeling before Elena.I had never seen him so disheveled.His black
Fern's PerspectiveHowever, at that very moment, a loud bang shattered my thoughts—"BANG!" The warehouse door was viciously kicked open, sending dust flying and filling the air with a pungent, decaying smell. I instinctively opened my eyes, only to see a tall figure step through the doorway, standing frozen in the intersection of light and shadow, as if emerging from hell, radiating an unmissable aura.That figure was all too familiar to me—it was Giovanni.My heart skipped a beat, overwhelmed with a mix of surprise and pain. I hadn't expected Giovanni to be here, and even though I had long accepted that there was no going back to the past between us, seeing him in front of me still made my heart race and left me momentarily breathless.Elena clearly hadn't anticipated this turn of events either. My face immediately darkened, my gaze fixed on Giovanni like a viper's, and I drew a pitch-black pistol, aiming it menacingly at my
Fern's PerspectiveNight had fallen, and the air felt heavy with humidity, making it suffocating and uncomfortable. My heart raced faster than usual, and every step I took felt like it weighed a ton. My grip on the car keys tightened, and my eyes locked on the deserted warehouse ahead. I knew instinctively that nothing was going to be easy tonight, but there was no turning back. I didn't even let myself consider it.I tightened the collar of my jacket and took a deep breath, feeling a wave of suffocating pressure. Daniel's silhouette kept haunting my thoughts—the one closest to my bloodline, the one child who still didn't know who he truly was. I instinctively knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, I couldn't allow Daniel to be harmed.The doors to the warehouse were closed, and a disconcerting silence hung in the air. I knew Elena had anticipated my arrival. As I approached the door, I gazed at the faded iron gate, hearing the bea
Fern's PerspectiveThere was a strange tension in the air when I got home. The moment I opened the door, a gust of icy wind hit my face. The house seemed unnaturally quiet, and the air felt thick and heavy. I couldn't shake the growing sense of unease rising in my chest.The place was a mess. Papers were scattered across the table, a few books had been knocked off the bookshelf, and shoes and clothes were strewn across the floor, suggesting that something had happened here. My heart sank as I quickly scanned the room, my eyes darting to every corner of the living room, searching for the one person I was most familiar with—my son, Daniel."Daniel?" I called out, my voice sounding weak as it echoed through the empty house, but there was no answer. My heart began to race, and my brow furrowed as I hurried through each room, checking every detail. The kitchen, the bedrooms, the bathrooms—everywhere was empty. There was no sign of Daniel.