Ariane's POV
"It’s too late. They’re not coming back, are they?" The soft voice slipped from my lips, audible. I stood in front of the mirror, touching my flat stomach with mixed feelings. I had been waiting for this moment for three years. Repeatedly I hoped, only to later drown in disappointment. However, this time was different. I could feel a small life growing inside me, two lives I knew would give me the strength I had been missing. "He should know," I muttered as I smoothed my hair. I smiled a little, imagining his face when he heard this news. The excitement in his eyes, perhaps for the first time since our wedding. This was the moment I had been waiting for, a moment that would change everything. I stepped out of the room, but my steps were halted when I heard voices from directing the living room. A familiar voice, that of my husband, Leon, and another voice that made my heart sink-Isabella, my stepbrother. I couldn’t stop myself from approaching, curiosity overpowering my caution. "I can’t go on like this, Leon. I love you. I don’t want to be your mistress forever." There was a long silence before Leon replied in a flat tone, as if he had thought it through. "I know. I don’t want to go on like this either. But, Ariane... She's not one to give up. We have to make her leave." A powerful shock collapsed the entire world I had built up over the past three years. My body froze in place, and I held my breath, trying to digest what I had just heard. Leon and Isabella? All this time? It felt like there was a knife sunk into my heart. "She may love me, but she knows, deep down, that this marriage is only because of... circumstances. She is not the Luna I chose. You know that." Isabella approached, the sound of her clomping steps ringing in my ears. "Then make her leave. Let me be the real Luna. I’ll do anything for you." My heart skipped a beat, a deep pain shaking me. Leon loved Isabella, my step-sister. Of course she did. Everything became very clear. All the coldness and distance that had always existed between us, even though we tried to cover it up with everyday pretence. I wanted to run inside, shouting out the truth that was inside me. That I was pregnant, that I was carrying his child, something we had never dreamed of together. However, a whisper from within me held me back. It was the wolf within me, the part of me that always fought, though sometimes forgotten. "Don’t be weak. They are not worthy of your tears. You must be strong. Now you are not just yourself, you are the mother of the children that will be born from your womb," The wolf whispered in my mind. I held back the tears that were already welling up in my eyes with all my might. I took a deep breath, calming myself. They won’t get what they want easily. I won’t let myself be played again. Not for the sake of my babies. That night I slept alone in the guest room. Leon never came looking for me, and I was grateful for that. My heart was broken enough without having to face him tonight. By the time the sun came up the next day, I had already made up my mind. I wouldn’t stay in this marriage anymore. I would protect my children, even if it meant I had to leave everything behind. When Leon returned home, I was already waiting in the living room with a stack of files in front of me. "Ariane?" He looked confused to see me there, as if he didn’t understand what was going on. "We need to talk," I said, my voice cold and firm. I could see the confusion in his eyes, maybe a little fear, too. "I want us to get a divorce." His eyes widened, and he seemed genuinely surprised. "What are you saying?" "I want a divorce. I’ll prepare all the documents. You just need to sign them," I repeated more clearly, pushing the papers towards the table in front of him. "Are you crazy? You have no right to decide this on your own!" His voice began to rise, a sign that he wasn’t going to take this for granted. "You can’t force me to stay in a loveless marriage," I stepped closer, looking at him deeply. "I already know everything, Leon. I know you and Isabella. And I know you want me to leave. So, here’s me coming up with a way out," Leon stood up, looking at me with eyes full of anger. "You can’t do this to me, Ariane. I won’t sign anything!’ I shook my head, feeling a little sorry for him. "Leon, I’m not doing this just for myself. I’m doing it for our children." Once again, I saw the confusion "Children?" "I’m pregnant," I said, my voice shaking, but still firm. "I’m carrying twins, and I won’t let them grow up in a household filled with lies and betrayal." Leon looked shaken, and for the first time, I saw his lose control of the situation. "We can solve this, Ariane. You don’t have to leave." "I can’t stay. I have to think about the future of our children. And that doesn’t include continuing to be in a marriage that only brings suffering," I replied, though my heart ached for it. I paused, apparently realising how serious I was. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for the last step. "I’m leaving, Leon. I’m leaving tonight. And I hope you understand that this is for the best." He looked at me, still trying to digest everything. However, I had no more time to wait. I picked up the bag I had prepared earlier and stepped towards the door. Before I left, I looked back at him once more. "Goodbye, Leon. May you find the happiness you seek?" I stepped out of the house that I had lived in for the past three years, bringing with me the hope of a better future for myself and the children growing inside me. I didn’t know what lay ahead, but one thing was for sure-I would never look back. I will be a healthy mother, and I will give my children a life filled with love and happiness, something I could never get from my marriage with Leon.Leon's POV The sudden knock on the door broke my train of thought. I lifted my head from the tedious pile of paperwork, hoping it was just a colleague coming in on business. However, when the door opened, and I saw who was standing in the doorway, the entire world seemed to stop spinning. Isabella, my long-lost first love, stood there with a small smile on her lips. The smile that used to always make my heart flutter. She was still as beautiful as ever, maybe even more so. Her jet-black hair was loose, her deep eyes still radiating the charm that used to captivate me. I swallowed, trying to find words, but all that came out was a name I hadn't mentioned with any emotion in a long time. "Isabella?" My voice sounded hoarse, surprised, and full of doubt. How could she be here? After three years of disappearing without a trace, she just appeared, as if nothing had happened. The pain and confusion that I once experienced when she left filled my mind again. She stepped inside, closi
Ariane's POV "Please, Ariane, rethink your decision. Don’t do this. Don’t leave me." Leon sounded broken, full of regret and despair. I stared at him for a moment, feeling a wound that was already too deep to be healed by mere words. My hands remained busy, stuffing clothes and essentials into the suitcase I had prepared since last night. Every time I put a piece of clothing into the suitcase, it felt like releasing the weight that had been crushing my chest. "Leon, I’ve thought this through. We tried, and you know it didn’t work. I can’t keep being here, in a relationship that’s broken and can’t be fixed." He stood in the doorway, looking at me with eyes full of hope and fear. It was the first time in months that I had seen him vulnerable, as if he had just realised that everything was falling apart. But tears or guilt could sway me. It’s not about him anymore. It’s about me-and the children I’m carrying. "Ariane, please, we can fix this. I promise, I will change. I will be a
Ariane’s POV "This is what I’ve decided, Leon. Nothing can change it anymore." my voice sounded stronger than I felt. These words kept ringing in my head as I hung up the phone after talking to the lawyer. The divorce proceedings had begun, and I knew this was the right move, even though it felt hard. I sat on the small sofa in my new apartment, feeling a strange silence. There were no usual noises from home, no Leon in the morning or his footsteps at night. It’s just me, these white walls, and the sometimes excruciating silence. But I needed this. I need time and space to find myself again. My mind drifted to the missed calls from Leon that were piling up. Every call from him was a reminder of what I was dealing with-the husband who was now a stranger to me. The husband who had made me doubt everything, including the love I once thought was eternal. I can’t answer his calls. Not now. Not after everything that had happened. When he found my apartment, I knew this meeting wouldn
Ariane’s POV "How is my baby, Doc?" I asked in a weak voice, almost a whisper. I tried to get up from the hospital bed, but my body felt too weak, and my stomach was still cramped. The doctor standing beside my bed smiled. "Everything is fine, Ariane. Your baby is healthy. All you need to do now is rest and avoid stress. Your condition is quite stable, but don’t neglect getting enough rest and maintaining your mental state." I nodded, although inside I was still feeling anxious. This baby was everything to me. After years of waiting, there was life growing inside me. However, amid this happiness, there was a storm that wouldn’t go away. As the doctor left, I closed my eyes, trying to calm my turbulent mind. But the calm didn’t last long. The sound of the door opening made me turn my head, and there stood Leon, his face filled with guilt and worry. "Ariane, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let this happen. I should have taken better care of you." I looked at him, holding bac
Ariane’s POVI was in the hospital for three days and the doctor allowed me to go home. I have also completed my administrative process. Ah, I am relieved because my twin fetuses and I are fine.“Ariane.”I turned my head when my name was called by a very familiar voice.“What else? Tomorrow we will have our first trial. I hope you remain cooperative to comply with our initial agreement for us to divorce.” I didn’t need to wait for his answer. I had already decided.“Ariane, once again I have tried to meet you yesterday but honestly this is very hard for me. Can you give me a second chance?”I looked at Leon’s face. If only I didn’t know about he’s affair with Isabella yesterday, of course I would have melted with him but unfortunately I already knew everything and threw away all my hopes that I ever had. I think there is nothing to consider anymore from my marriage with Leon.“Sorry, I can’t. I have to go home now.”I left Leon. I also heard he calling me. But I no longer look back.
Ariane’s POV“Ariane, you know since you married Leon and you also decided to resign from the company so I gave everything to your stepfather. I only trust him. I know you must be disappointed. But I hope you can still survive with Leon so that you can still have a decent future.”Usually, my mother sold me to Leon. I know that my destiny is to be paired with Leon but fate says otherwise. Leon has always loved only Isabella, my step sister. If only I could do it again, of course, I would reject it when I was paired with Leon, and I could continue my mother’s company. I’m also not sure if my stepfather will give me a position in the company that he now holds entirely.“No, mom. I don’t want to beg just to ask for food. I will work somewhere else. I will not lower myself to ask for a job with your husband either.”I was disappointed with my mother. Even though my stepfather never said anything bad to me, I saw that he loved Isabella more than me. My mother also only gave in to her husba
Leon's POVWhen I found out that Isabella was back I was so happy. She was my first love and I hoped that she would also be my last love. But unfortunately, I had to be paired with Ariane. A girl I never loved. I was also just her partner because of destiny. I treated Ariane coldly hoping that she couldn't stand it and would divorce me. I was shocked when Ariane asked for a divorce. I thought my hopes had come true but it turned out that I just found out that she was pregnant with twins. I also didn't want her to leave me just like that. I reminded my descendants. I regretted treating her badly. Isabella also knew that Ariane and I were in the process of getting a divorce. "Leon, shouldn't you be happy because you will soon divorce Ariane? We can get married and announce to the world that we are a happy couple?" Isabella said. For some reason, Isabella's charm was not the same as before Ariane asked for a divorce. She was no longer beautiful in my eyes. "Sorry, Isabella, I can't."
Leon’s POV“Well, I’ve only heard that. I don’t know for sure because I wasn’t the only one who saw her go there. When I was training the young wolves, someone was talking about you and because I was curious, I immediately asked him.”Harley’s explanation made me even more curious. Is it true that Isabella went to the witch’s place?“Which wolf saw Isabella go to the witch’s place?”Harley looked at all the young wolves. “I don’t think he’s coming to practice today.”“Okay, I’ll wait for him.”I need an explanation from him. If it’s true that Isabella went to the witch’s place, what is he going to do? Is this related to Isabella’s disappearance some time ago?I’ve been at the young wolf training ground for three days and the man Harley was referring to hasn’t shown up yet. Based on his friend’s explanation, the young man is still busy working in the city and will be training once a week. So will I need more than three more days here? That would be a waste of my time. I decided to go b
Ariane’s POVZoya smiled widely, “We love it too, Mom! Especially if we can play on the beach after breakfast.”“Right! We can build sandcastles or play beach volleyball,” Zara added, her eyes sparkling with excitement.After breakfast, we all headed to the beach. The soft white sand felt warm beneath our feet. Zara and Zoya immediately ran towards the water, while Mark and I followed behind. We laughed and joked, feeling the simple yet precious joy.Mark looked at me. “Look, Dad! I can make a bigger sandcastle than yesterday!” Zoya exclaimed, starting to dig in the sand with her bare hands.Zara nodded in agreement, “Let’s build it together! We can add the shells we found yesterday.”We all got involved in creating a grand sandcastle. Every shell we found became a decoration to beautify the castle. As the sun rose higher, we had successfully built a magnificent sandcastle, complete with towers and sturdy walls.Savoring melt
Ariane’s POV “Look how happy they are,” Mark whispered. “You are the reason behind their smiles.”I looked at the kids, gratitude filling my heart. I knew my life might not be perfect, but the love I had was everything. I promised myself to keep fighting, not just for myself, but for my family.“Thank you, Mark,” I said sincerely. “For always being here for me.”“Forever, Ariane,” Mark replied, gazing at me with love. “We’ll face anything together.”With renewed spirit, I moved forward, ready to tackle every challenge that came our way. I knew that although life was full of uncertainties, the love and support of my family would always be the light guiding me.That night, the sky was adorned with twinkling stars, creating a magical atmosphere at the beach. The waves gently crashed, as if singing a lullaby to anyone who listened. I, Luna, stood at the edge of the shore, feeling the cool night breeze brush against my face. This was
Ariane’s POVNot long after, Mark rushed in. His face showed deep panic, and I could feel how much he loved us. He immediately came to me, holding my hand gently. "Honey, how are you? Has the doctor told you anything?"I shook my head. "Not yet. Still waiting for the test results."Mark sighed, and I could see the burden he carried. He always tried to be the pillar of strength for us, and I knew how hard it was for him to see me in this state.Zoya, who had been playing in the corner, now approached. "Mom, I want to draw for you," she said cheerfully, trying to divert our attention. She pulled out her sketchbook and colored pencils from her bag and began drawing with enthusiasm.Watching Zoya so cheerful eased my worries a bit. She reminded me that even though life was full of challenges, there was still happiness to be found within it. I tried to stay positive, although the shadows of fear continued to haunt me.After a while, the do
Ariane’s POVI chose to follow both of them, feeling the excitement around us. The sounds of footsteps, laughter from children, and soft music from a nearby café added to the atmosphere. Every corner of the mall seemed to offer something interesting. We paused briefly in front of a food stand, where the spicy and sweet aromas of street food enticed our appetites."How about we try some snacks after this?" I suggested, hoping to satisfy my hunger. Zara and Zoya nodded in agreement, our exploratory spirit growing stronger. We continued this little adventure with high curiosity, ready to find a restaurant that could satisfy our bellies and provide us with unforgettable experiences.After a while, Zara emerged from the bookstore with two novels in her hands. "Mom, this is the book I was looking for!" she exclaimed with a wide smile. I was thrilled to see her so excited. Meanwhile, Zoya appeared from the clothing store with several dresses she had tried on. "Mom, lo
Ariane’s POVTime truly flies. It feels like just yesterday I was carrying Zara and Zoya as toddlers, and now they are entering their vibrant teenage years. At 15, my twin daughters have grown into beautiful girls with unique personalities. Zara, always cheerful and full of energy, often becomes the center of attention. Meanwhile, Zoya, who is quieter and more introspective, has a charm of her own that makes many want to get to know her better.As we sat together in the living room, Zara suddenly broke the silence. "Mom, there's a boy who's been approaching me," she said, her face flushing red. I could see how nervous she was, but there was also a sparkle of happiness in her eyes. "He's nice, but I'm confused, Mom. What should I do?"I smiled, feeling proud yet worried. "Zara, you don't have to rush. Try to get to know him better. The most important thing is that you feel comfortable and safe with him," I replied, recalling my own teenage years.Zara n
Ariane’s POV We immediately began planning every detail. Rani took out her phone and started recording our voices, while Mark and I prepared the tools we would need. We knew our time was limited. The full moon would reach its peak in a few hours, and we had to be ready.As the night grew late, we moved toward the location we had chosen. It was an open field surrounded by tall trees. From there, we could see the full moon clearly, and Leon would not be able to hide from its light.When we arrived at the field, the atmosphere felt tense. Rani set her phone on one side, while Mark and I prepared on the other. We waited with bated breath, hoping our plan would succeed.Not long after, we heard heavy footsteps approaching. Leon emerged from behind the trees, his large and intimidating figure. His sharp eyes fixed on us, and I felt fear envelop me. But I knew we couldn't back down now."Now!" Mark shouted, and Rani immediately played the recording
Ariane’s POV Mark paused for a moment, looking at me with eyes full of determination. "We will prepare. We have strength and support from our pack members. We will not let Leon take over."Hearing his words made me feel a little calmer. However, the fear of what might happen in the future couldn’t fully dissipate. Leon was a cunning enemy, and I knew he wouldn’t hesitate to use any means to achieve his goals.The following days were filled with preparations. Mark and I worked together with the other pack members to strengthen our defenses. We held regular meetings, discussing strategies and how to face Leon if he returned. Every night, I stayed awake, listening for sounds outside, hoping no one would approach.When the full moon shone brightly, I felt tension in the air. Mark and I stood on a hilltop, watching our territory. "I can feel something," I said, my voice shaking. "It seems he’s getting close."Mark nodded, his face serious. "We nee
Ariane’s POVEvery attack Mark launched felt like lightning striking, while Leon skillfully dodged and countered with swift strikes. However, as time passed, Mark began to take control. He unleashed all his abilities, exploiting every opening. The shouts of the onlookers watching the fight intensified the spirit of both fighters.When Mark managed to knock Leon down for the first time, cheers erupted around us. But Leon didn’t give up. He got back up, even though he was weary. "I won’t surrender!" he shouted, challenging Mark to continue the fight.Mark, feeling the pressure from Leon’s fighting spirit, caught his breath. He knew this wasn’t just about physical strength, but also about mental resilience. With a swift movement, he launched an attack that sent Leon reeling. In an instant, Mark seized the moment and delivered a final blow that brought Leon crashing to the ground.Leon lay sprawled, his face showing pain and defeat. "This isn’t over," he s
Ariane’s POVThey resembled wolves but had human bodies. “Let me go!” I cried, but unfortunately, they didn’t listen and took me to prison. How shocked I was to find that it was Leon, my ex-husband, who had done all this to me. Mark, my husband, would certainly be worried about me right now.I woke up in darkness, the cold walls surrounding me sending chills down my spine. The rumbling sounds outside my cell reminded me of my father, the late King Alpha. The memory of our last meeting was still fresh in my mind, when he hugged me and promised to always protect me. But now he was gone, and I was trapped in a worse situation.“Leon,” I whispered, the name of my former husband who had now become an enemy. He was someone I once loved, but now he was the traitor who had betrayed my family. Why was he doing this? Why had he brought me here?I tried to struggle, but the bindings on my hands were too tight. Footsteps approached, and the cell door creaked open.