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
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
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 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, 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 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
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
Giovanni's PerspectiveI sat in a high-backed chair in my office, watching the city lights slowly flicker on outside the window. The night had draped itself like a black cloak, swallowing up the day's clamor in silence. The world before me seemed to blur, hidden beneath the mask of hypocrisy that veiled endless power and suspicion. As the leader of the wolves, I had long grown accustomed to navigating in the darkness, searching for every pivot point that could anchor me more firmly in place.But tonight, my thoughts were anything but calm and clear. A moment ago, I sensed an unfamiliar fluctuation in power—a presence unlike any wolf pack member I'd ever encountered, and not from any bloodline I knew. It was a force of werewolf blood, primal and undeniable, impossible to conceal, and yet... familiar. In that instant, I stopped what I was doing, my gaze deepening as my brow furrowed in concentration.Where was this aura coming from? I strain
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
Fern's PerspectiveThe banquet hall glittered with lights, and the magnificent crystal chandeliers cast a soft glow, illuminating every corner of the ancient manor. The atmosphere of the dinner party was both luxurious and formal; the guests wore stunning gowns, raising their glasses and conversing merrily. Meanwhile, I moved through this world that didn't belong to me, not part of the inner circle, not the true star of the evening, but an outsider— a woman who had to play a part to keep her and her son's secret safe.My fingers brushed over the trays filled with food and drinks, passing them absentmindedly to the guests. Every time our eyes met, I felt the crushing pain and guilt deep within me. For six years, I had done my best to keep myself and my son, Daniel, away from his world and the wolves of his powerful pack. But every time I looked into Giovanni's familiar eyes, I couldn't help but recall all the unpleasant memories—our love, the promises we made, and the unchangeable fate
Daniel's Perspective My heart was racing, and I knew I shouldn't be here, especially not at this hour. But I couldn't stay at home any longer, waiting alone for my mother to return. She had promised she would be back soon, but it had been so long—so long with no word—that my anxiety was growing by the minute. I could feel that nagging unease, as if some kind of danger was drawing near. After all, my mother worked under that man's command. I knew I had to find her and make sure she was safe. I cautiously slipped through the back door of the manor and made my way around the edge of the party grounds. Despite the grandeur of the manor—tall statues and intricate flower arrangements—my focus never wavered from the direction of the main entrance. My mother's presence was a constant weight in my mind. But as soon as I stepped into the hall, I was struck dumb by the sight before me. It was a world completely different from what I had imagined, bathed in golden light and fille
Fern's PerspectiveNight fell, and the stars scattered across the sky, their light spilling over the city like a silver curtain.I stood to one side, my eyes scanning the ballroom, but my heart ached.Six years of living in hiding had taught me to conceal my emotions and act as though nothing had changed. But when I saw that familiar face standing with another woman, it was impossible to suppress the turmoil in my chest.Giovanni, the man who had once made my heart race, was standing at the main table, conversing with several VIPs. Even after all these years, I could still clearly remember his deep eyes, his chiseled jaw, and the commanding presence that had always been impossible to ignore.I didn't dare look directly at him, much less expose myself to his gaze. Tonight, my mission was simple: avoid contact with him as much as possible, finish my work, and leave as quickly as I could."Diana, you look a little nervous." A low voice suddenly whispered i
Giovanni's PerspectiveI looked her straight in the eyes, and a flicker of complex emotions swept through my mind. I could feel the strong Alpha aura around her—indeed, such an existence was enough to match me, both in terms of lineage and ability. Yet, there was an undeniable resistance deep within my heart."Perhaps," I replied softly. I didn't want to give a definitive answer, but I also didn't want to make Elena feel entirely rejected.Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room froze, and something felt off. The moment Elena and I locked eyes, I sensed a faint fluctuation of BOND from her—subtle, but enough to make my heart skip a beat.But it seemed impossible.For a split second, Diana's face flashed through my mind.Elena seemed to sense my doubt, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips."You must be wondering why we from the Blood Moon Wolf Pack are here, right?" she said softly.My brows furrowed slightly. Was it poss
Giovanni's PerspectiveI stood in the vast rotunda, my eyes fixed coldly ahead. The golden chandeliers cast a warm glow, their light reflecting off the walls adorned with the emblems of the wolves.This feast was no ordinary one—it marked the beginning of new alliances and promises.The long table at the center of the hall was draped with an ornate white tablecloth, decorated with exquisite dishes and drinks. Yet, to me, it all seemed to pale in comparison, unable to ease the deep-seated resistance I felt."Alpha, you seem a little distracted," Tobias whispered from the sidelines. Dressed in a formal black suit, his demeanor was calm, but a flicker of concern flashed in his eyes.I shook my head softly, took a deep breath, and glanced up. "Just bracing myself for the stress of being a VIP." I didn't particularly enjoy the feeling of being watched."You don't have to carry it all alone," Tobias said. "The Elders are waiting for you, too—they're ready for the Blood Moon Wolves."I nodde
Fern's PerspectiveThe day's work was finally over. Night had fallen, and the city's lights began to twinkle to life. I stood by the window of my office, watching the hurried figures below, but a heaviness settled in my heart. Though everything had seemed calm during the day, I knew this calm was nothing more than the quiet before the storm. Giovanni's growing interest in me, that nagging sense of familiarity, had become more pronounced. It unsettled me, amplifying the dilemma I couldn't escape.I couldn't let him get close so easily, not when I had buried the past so deep in my heart. That painful memory had cost me far more than I ever expected. I had thought I'd be free of him, that I'd never again be haunted by what we once were. But now, standing before him once again, it felt like everything had come full circle. That indescribable pull, always tethering me to the past, was still there, and I couldn't escape it."Diana, what's wrong?" Marianne's voice snapped me back to reality.