Giovanni and Ryle strolled along side the woods enjoying the pleasant weather and engaging in light conversation. As they continued their leisurely walk, a car suddenly came to a halt before them. Giovanni's personal driver swiftly emerged from the vehicle, courteously opening the door for them.With a gentle yet protective gesture, Giovanni lifted Ryle into his arms and carefully settled him into the comfortable passenger seat. Ensuring Ryle's safety, Giovanni conscientiously fastened his seatbelt, flashing a warm and reassuring smile in his direction.After securing Ryle's position, Giovanni closed the car door, redirecting his attention towards the driver. With a serious tone, Giovanni conveyed his instructions. "Inform Jasmine and the Beta Dylan that I won't be available to take any calls, and let her know that I'll be away for a few days. Also, emphasize that there's no need for her to search for me, as I will be perfectly fine. Do you understand?"The driver attentively nodded h
Jasmine's tone shifted, now laced with a mix of concern and responsibility. "What about the company and the pack?" she pressed, her worry evident in her voice.Giovanni's response was curt, emphasizing the urgency of his need for space. "Handle it," he stated tersely, his voice leaving little room for negotiation.Anxiety and desperation colored Jasmine's words as she raised her voice in protest. "Giovanni, I can't handle the pack! You fucking know it!" she yelled, her frustration reaching a boiling point.The tension between them hung in the air, both parties grappling with the magnitude of the situation. Giovanni's voice remained firm as he reiterated his instruction. "Handle it," he responded, determined to maintain a sense of detachment despite the mounting tension. However, Jasmine's frustration reached a breaking point as she unleashed her emotions through her voice. "Giovanni, I can't handle the pack! You fucking know it!" she yelled, her words echoing with a mix of exasperati
The air in the room grew tense as Grace's voice pierced through the silence, directed at Susan with a mixture of frustration and disappointment. "You can't even handle a kid, Susan?" she yelled, her words laced with exasperation. Susan, unable to meet Grace's intense gaze, kept her eyes fixed downward, her silence speaking volumes about her inner turmoil. Standing behind Susan, Jasmine observed the unfolding scene, quietly awaiting her own turn to intervene. Deep down, she knew that this confrontation would not conclude on a positive note, further fueling her growing irritation.Grace's anger only intensified as she continued berating Susan. "How can you be so distracted? It's just one task you have to fulfill for the entire day. Your sole responsibility is to take care of your so-called grandchild, and you can't even manage that!" Her words carried a heavy weight, resonating with the frustration that had been building up within her.Susan, feeling a mix of resignation and defiance, f
Grace's face scrunched up in confusion as she sought clarification. "What?" she asked, her frown deepening, unable to grasp Susan's accusation.Susan's voice hardened, her words dripping with contempt. "Stop pretending to be innocent, because you are far from innocent, and you always will be!" Her response was filled with a mixture of frustration and disdain, as she confronted Grace's denial.Grace, feeling exasperated, let out a sigh and closed her eyes, her thoughts turning towards the Moon Goddess. "Oh, Moon Goddess, what am I forced to hear from this woman?" she murmured, silently appealing for guidance and strength.Undeterred by Grace's prayer, Susan pressed on, unrelenting in her conviction. "I don't understand why you're trying to paint yourself as blameless. But let me remind you, I have no doubt that you've taken lives. It's not fate; it's a consequence of your actions. If they fail to protect their packs and pose a threat to their own existence, then what purpose do they se
With fiery determination blazing in her eyes, Susan took a deliberate step forward, her voice resonating with unwavering strength. "And I won't sit silent from now on and see whatever you do! Never again," she declared emphatically, her words carrying a resolute promise. The air crackled with tension as she drew closer to her adversary, ready to defend what was rightfully hers."You were so full of yourself, weren't you?" Susan's voice dripped with disdain, her frustration seeping into every syllable. "But you are just nothing but a coward," she accused, her tone laced with bitterness. Her words pierced the silence, exposing the flaws and selfishness of her opponent. Grace stood there, rendered speechless by the force of Susan's verbal assault, her gaze fixed upon her with a mix of shock and disbelief.Susan's resolve only grew stronger as she continued her tirade, her voice carrying a newfound determination. "I will protect Giovanni and my grandson from you now," she declared, a defi
Grace, filled with anger, confronted Susan's assertion that there are no truths. "You are too quick to assume everything on your own," Grace retorted, her frustration evident in her voice. Susan, seemingly unperturbed, responded with a chuckle.Perplexed by Susan's sudden change in demeanor and speech, Grace pressed for an explanation. "I can't understand how you raised your voice at us after all these years," she said, seeking clarity. "What has changed in you? What prompted you to speak like this for the first time?" Grace's curiosity was tinged with a mix of concern and intrigue.Susan's smile persisted as she countered with a question of her own. "Why? Don't you appreciate this change in me?" she asked. "Are you afraid that I might do something you'll later regret?" The lightheartedness in Susan's tone hinted at a playful challenge, seeking to delve deeper into Grace's motivations.Grace chuckled in response, appearing confident in her own convictions. "Me? I would never take acti
Grace stared at Susan with anger in her eyes, her voice filled with frustration. "Can you please just stop with all this nonsense?" she demanded, her tone laced with irritation and impatience."We've had enough talking," Grace continued, her voice firm yet concerned. "I think what you really need right now is some rest. Go and take a break, and we can discuss this matter later when you're in a better state of mind."Susan shook her head in disbelief, letting out a sigh of exasperation. She felt the weight of Grace's words but remained steadfast in her beliefs. "I'm not going to change like you want me to," Susan retorted, her voice tinged with defiance. "But mark my words, there will come a day when you'll learn your lesson, and on that day, you'll beg for my forgiveness."Susan's bold statement left Grace shocked, her eyes widening in surprise. Sensing the tension escalating, Thomas swiftly stepped forward, his expression a mix of anger and disbelief. In an act of outrage, he raised
The weight of Susan's words hung heavily in the air, her voice trembling with a mixture of hurt and disbelief. She couldn't fathom why, after all the years they had spent together, Thomas still failed to trust and believe in her. Her eyes widened, searching for a glimmer of understanding in his gaze."You don't trust your own wife?" Susan questioned, her voice aching with disappointment and desperation. The realization of his lack of faith in her left her heartbroken.Thomas's response was curt and devoid of any reassurance. "No," he uttered, his words falling like a heavy blow. As tears welled up in Susan's eyes, the pain of his lack of trust became all-consuming.With a quivering voice and tear-streaked cheeks, Susan posed a series of heart-wrenching questions, her voice laced with raw emotion. "Then why did you marry me? Why did you entrust me with the care of your son, who was born out of wedlock? How could you have believed in me to raise him properly? Why did you marry me when y