Leon’s POV
Tears threatened to fall, but I fought them back. My pain wasn’t just about the loss, but about feeling separated from something so precious. With the baby inside her, Ariane would always be a part of my life, no matter how we made it.Maybe I didn’t have to forget Ariane completely; Maybe what I need to do is learn to let go in a healthier way. Accept that fate may have taken us on different paths, but the love is still there. A love that doesn’t fade, even when distance separates us.With renewed determination, I try to imagine a future—not without Ariane, but as parents to our children. This is where I can find the strength to keep going, even though my heart still feels heavy.“Mr. Leon?” Bree’s voice rings out softly, breaking the reverie that’s clouding my mind. “What’s wrong?” I ask, trying to distract myself from the thoughts swirling around inside me.“I have to go now. I have something to do,” she replies in a serious, yeAriane’s POV I nodded slowly, feeling a little warmth in my heart. Amidst the silence and emptiness I faced, this simple offer felt like a ray of light that could dispel the dark clouds. Though my heart was still filled with longing for Ariane, Regina’s presence and invitation provided an opportunity to connect and share a moment, if only for a moment. “Thank you, Regina. That sounds very nice,” I replied, trying to put a smile on my face despite the emotion that enveloped my feelings. “I really appreciate it.”Regina seemed pleased to hear my answer. “I’ve prepared some of your favorite dishes. Let’s enjoy some time together at the dining table, it can also be a good way to refresh your mind.”This conversation made me feel more remembered and accepted. Even though there were many things I had to face, this moment with my friends at Black Moon Pack could give me new strength.“Okay, I’ll get ready,” I replied, starting to feel a little lig
Ariane’s POV Regina nodded. “We need to make sure that the relationship between the packs remains good. If there is anything we can do, we should try to avoid conflict. However, the decision is up to the leaders.”Seeing Regina’s expression, I felt the need to be more actively involved in this situation, not only for myself but also for the children in my womb. If conflict were to occur, it could make things worse for everyone.“Alright, let’s try to find a way to help,” I said firmly, starting to plan the steps that needed to be taken. By working together, we could try to create peace and avoid bloodshed.The thought of Leon brought even more anxiety to my heart. He should have been able to come here before this battle actually happened. As the Alpha, his strength was crucial to maintaining peace between the conflicting packs. Even though we were dealing with a complicated relationship, I knew Leon had a great responsibility to protect his comm
Ariane’s POV Finally, some of the tense faces began to soften, and the tension between them seemed to ease a little. A dialogue could emerge between them rather than further fighting. I knew this was an important first step, and every move toward peace was a step toward protection—for everyone, but especially for my children’s future. “Let’s talk,” I said, like a bridge between two separate worlds. “We want to find a solution together, for everyone here.” I hoped these words would be a starting point to defuse a potentially dangerous situation. “I-isn’t that…?” Regina’s voice drifted softly beside me, but I couldn’t answer. My eyes focused on a figure in the crowd. At first glance, the face seemed familiar. Tears suddenly fell uncontrollably. Reality seemed to flood back into my mind, though the memories felt vague and fragmented. But how could I forget the face that had given me love and security in my childhood—my father? Was he still alive? And
Ariane’s POV “Yes, that’s all I want,” he replied, his eyes sparkling with hope. “We’re going to take this step together. I want to mend the pieces and try to be in your life again.”Instantly, a new glimmer of hope entered my life, and though this journey would not be easy, I knew that this moment was the beginning of something beautiful—a chance to rebuild lost connections, hear each other’s stories, and start a new chapter in a life that had been separated for so long.“I’m sorry, Ariane. If you really want to be with me again, you have to destroy the Black Moon Pack. We have to make more power with the Blue Moon Pack.” My father’s words shocked me, like a bolt of lightning that struck me in an instant. Honestly, I didn’t know how to respond. “I can’t, Dad,” I replied with tension coursing through me.“Think about it again. After that, we can be together,” he said in a firm tone as if confirming a difficult choice for me.Lookin
Ariane’s POV The two of us headed towards one of the special doors that connected the Black Moon Pack and the city where I lived. This door was the main access to move between the two worlds, and every time I walked through it, I felt like I was stepping onto a new and unexpected path. Nostalgia began to flow as I approached the door. Memories of a city filled with experiences and relationships flashed through my mind. Sometimes living in the werewolf world could be confusing, but in the city, everything felt simpler—just people and everyday life. As the door opened, I stepped inside and felt a fresh breeze flowing as if welcoming me back. The excitement to explore the city streets began to burn within me, but the worry about what I would find there was also present. After crossing the border, I continued my journey toward the city center with plans to visit places I hadn’t seen in a long time. There were many things I had to overcome: friends I ha
Ariane’s POV I quickly replied to her message. “Mom, this isn’t as easy as you think. Betrayal is no small matter. I need your support, not repeated blame. Please try to understand how it feels.”After sending that reply, I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the deep arrogance. I wanted to focus on this new journey in my life, even though I had to face challenges from outside and inside. And for now, I wanted to listen more to my voice and the needs of the children inside me.My life may be in turmoil, but I knew that I could find a way out. I had to be strong not only for myself but also for the twins I was carrying. It was time to create a better life and face every challenge with determination.I had to start living without relying on anyone. After all, I was used to being without my mother, and now without a partner. It felt like being stuck in limbo would just waste my time and energy. I wouldn’t contact them anymore; it was pointless. Now,
Ariane’s POV “You are very good at serving customers. You are also beautiful,” the florist said with a warm smile. The words made me feel proud, and I couldn’t help but smile in response.“Thank you,” I replied, feeling the pleasure in the compliment. All my efforts and hard work felt like they had paid off when I heard such positive words.“Are you married?” he asked again, looking at me curiously.For a moment, I was silent. This question tickled my mind, bringing me to ponder the reality I was facing. Should I honestly say that I was divorced and pregnant? How would he react?“I...” my voice trailed off a little, searching for the right words. “I was married, but now I’m divorced,” I finally said, trying to explain without revealing too many details. “Right now, I’m pregnant.”Her face changed, seemingly a little surprised but then showing a sympathetic expression. “I don’t mean to intimidate you. I hope everything is okay. The g
Ariane’s POV “Just a little shocked,” I replied, feeling a mix of emotions inside me. On one hand, I felt detached from this conflict, but on the other, there was uncertainty about how I should respond to all of this. “Leon, you don’t have to do this,” I said softly, trying to ease the tension. “I can handle myself.” But Leon didn’t heed my words. “I won’t let anyone hurt you, Ariane. This isn’t about who’s wrong or right. I just want to protect you,” he said seriously, looking at me with deep concern. Isabella stood up angrily, but looked disappointed, as if she felt betrayed. “You can’t protect Ariane forever! She doesn’t deserve this!” I shouted, anger starting to boil over.The scene shook the ground around me, and even though I knew the situation was chaotic, I felt the acuteness of how difficult it was to keep my emotions in check. But one thing became clear: Leon’s support, while complicated, brought new hope that I wouldn’t have t
Ariane’s POVOne day, as I sat on the porch, listening to the gentle whisper of the wind, memories of Leon came flooding back to me. Images of memories flashed through my mind—days of vision during our marriage that quickly turned into moments of tension. I took a deep breath, trying to push the images away. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. A text message came in from Mark, who was at work, asking if I wanted to go for a walk. I quickly answered it, trying not to show that I was feeling anxious. When we met, Mark had been cheerful and enthusiastic, trying to make me laugh. Every smile he gave me could erase a little of the darkness that was hanging over my mind. But as we walked under the moonlight, Leon’s shadow kept chasing me. It felt like there was something I couldn’t let go of, something that kept reminding me of the pain I had experienced. “Hey, are you okay?” Mark asked softly. His voice brought me back from my deep thoughts. “Yeah, j
Ariane’s POVI sighed as I tended to the plants in the backyard. The scent of wet soil and the fragrance of blooming flowers reminded me of the good old days when I worked at a flower shop. Back then, my life was full of color and hope. However, now, my life felt more complicated with the presence of Leon, my ex-husband. After Mark left for work and the kids went to school, I felt as if the world around me was quiet. I recalled how Leon suddenly appeared a few weeks ago. Even though he was Zara and Zoya's biological father, his presence made me feel anxious. I didn't want anything to ruin the happiness I had built with Mark. "Why did he have to come now?" I thought as I trimmed some dry leaves from the rose plant. "We've built a new life, and I don't want the past to haunt us." I remembered the first time I met Mark at the flower shop. They shared the same love for plants and flowers. Mark was a patient and caring person, very different from Leon wh
Ariane’s POV "Oh yeah, how about we take the kids camping?" I asked Mark.Mark replied that there was an event this weekend at a restaurant and he had to be there as the chef. I sighed softly, trying to figure out how to explain to Zara and Zoya that our camping plans would have to be postponed. The two little girls always got excited whenever they heard about outdoor adventures. They loved the idea of sleeping in a tent, listening to the sounds of nature, and having a campfire and roasting marshmallows.“Okay, I’ll tell them,” I told Mark. “But we have to reschedule soon. They’ve been waiting for this.”Mark nodded, his face showing guilt. “I’m sorry, honey. I know how much they’ve been looking forward to this. Maybe we can plan for next weekend?”“Yeah, that’s a great idea. I’ll talk to them and make sure they understand,” I replied with a smile, trying not to sound too disappointed.After I finished talking to Mark, I
Mark’s POVAcross the table, Zoya, who was a few seconds younger than Zara, chimed in, as if she didn’t want to lose attention. “We will always love each other, right, Daddy?”I nodded firmly, holding Zoya’s hand gently. “Yes, love is the most important thing. No matter what happens, we will always love each other.” Both children smiled, relieved to hear my calming words. In the corner of the table, Ariane, my wife, also smiled. She witnessed how I struggled and succeeded in rebuilding the warmth of our family since the divorce.“Daddy, how did Daddy and Mama meet?” Zara asked again, now in a lighter tone, as if the conversation had lifted a burden from her shoulders. My eyes sparkled as I remembered her past. “Oh, it’s a long story, Zara. I always met your mother at the flower shop where your mother worked. Since then, we have been inseparable.”Zoya, who loved hearing her parents’ stories, became even more interested. “Is it like in a fairy tale
Mark’s POV After a moment that was too long, I finally took a deep breath. "I will not fight you, Leon. I will choose our love over violence." Leon nodded in understanding, although there was disappointment in his eyes. "Very well, Mark. You win this time. But don't think that this fight is over. I will come back and try again." With that, Leon left us. I felt relieved that I had managed to avoid unnecessary bloodshed, but I was still afraid of the threat that continued to lurk in my family. Ambiguity. That's how I feel now. It was unclear whether our future would be safe or not. But one thing was for sure: I would do everything I could to protect my family as a husband and a father. Because love and family are everything to me, and I will fight to the death for them.Days passed, and I tried to stay positive. Every morning, I woke up early to cook breakfast for Ariane and the kids. We spent time together, playing, and laughing. But deep
Mark’s POVI am so grateful to be Ariane’s mate. Since the first time I saw her, my heart was already fluttering. She has an alluring aura, and her smile can make the world feel brighter. When she rejected Leon, the alpha of the Black Moon Pack, I felt like the heavens opened up for me. Leon is a strong and influential figure, but I know that true love cannot be forced. Ariane chose me, and it was the most precious decision of my life.I come from the Blue Moon Pack, which is known for its strong traditions and values. Even though there are differences between our two packs, I don’t care. What matters most to me is Ariane. Now, she is my Luna, and I promise to protect her and her family with all my heart.Ariane has two twin daughters, Zara and Zoya, who are now five years old. They are the light of my life. Even though they are not my flesh and blood, I love them like my own children. Every time I see their smiles, my heart is filled with happiness. The c
Ariane’s POVMark was very supportive of my efforts. He often helped promote my small business in his restaurant, and fellow customers began to recognize my work. Every night, when we gathered for dinner, we would share stories about our day. Zara and Zoya would tell us about their friends at school, while Mark would share his experiences at the restaurant. As time went by, I felt more confident. My business not only provided additional income but also gave new meaning to my life. I learned a lot about time management, marketing, and creativity. Mark's support played a crucial role in my success, and I am forever grateful for his encouragement and belief in me. His generosity and kindness inspired me to pay it forward, and I started helping other small business owners in our community. Together, we created a network of support and collaboration, sharing resources and ideas to help each other grow and thrive.I will always remember the impa
Ariane’s POVAfter we were done playing in the sand, we decided to go for a swim. The sea water felt refreshing, and we all laughed as the waves crashed in. We splashed around, splashed each other, and even tried to jump together as the waves came. This togetherness felt so precious. As the sun began to tilt to the west, we returned to the picnic spot. Mark brought out the food that had been prepared. “Time for lunch!” he said. We sat together, enjoying sandwiches and fresh fruit while enjoying the beautiful view of the sea. Zara and Zoya told stories about their adventures in the water while Mark and I shared smiles, feeling simple yet meaningful happiness. After eating, we decided to take a walk along the beach. The soft sand beneath our feet and the soothing sound of the waves created the perfect atmosphere. We found beautiful shells and even saw some seabirds flying low over the water. Zara and Zoya ran after the waves, while Mark and I walked side by sid
Ariane’s POVOne day, Zara and Zoya came home from school with great enthusiasm. Zara couldn't wait to tell me about the drawing competition that would be held at their school. "Zoya, you have to come! This is our chance to show off our talents!" she exclaimed enthusiastically. Zoya just smiled, a little hesitant, but charmed by her sister's enthusiasm. At home, they sat at the dining table, and Zara began to explain further. "Mia said, we can draw anything we like. I already have an idea! I want to draw a colorful flower garden!" Zoya listened intently, imagining the cheerful drawing. After dinner, the two of them went to their room to start planning their drawing. Zara took out paper and colored pencils, while Zoya watched attentively. "How about we draw together? We can make one big drawing!" suggested Zoya, who usually preferred to work alone. Zara immediately agreed, and they began to draw. Zara drew bright flowers, while Zoya added a backgrou