Ariane’s POV
My heart pounded again as I wondered how all of this would continue. In the midst of this chaos and uncertainty, I had to stay strong and fight for my daughter, because that was all I could do right now.As I was waiting for Zara who was lying asleep with IV fluids in her little hand, a feeling of helplessness enveloped my heart. Seeing her so vulnerable and helpless made my chest tight. I just wanted her to get better soon and be cheerful again as usual.Suddenly the door to the room opened, and when I turned around, I saw Mark. “Ariane,” he said, his voice soft and soothing.The sun outside shone into the room, but the light was nothing compared to Mark’s smile. He walked in, carrying a package of delicious-looking specialty food. I remembered that he was a talented chef, and now he came with good intentions.“How is Zara?” Mark asked, a worried tone on his face.I took a deep breath, trying to calm the paniAriane’s POV After seeing Zara's condition, Laon said goodbye. “I’ll go, but remember, I’m not just our children’s father. I’m also here to support you if you need me,” Leon said before finally walking out, leaving me in turmoil.After he left, I closed the door and sat down on the couch, feeling a deep sense of exhaustion. There was a tension between wanting to have a better relationship and protecting my pain. But right now, my focus had to remain on Zara’s health and providing the best for my daughters. With everything that is happening, I know that step by step, I have to make the right decisions for myself and my children. Although the road ahead seems blurry, I am confident that love and care will be my guide through this uncertainty.The doctor finally came to check on Zara. With a professional and caring attitude, he greeted me and asked, “Are there any other complaints I need to know, Ariane?”I shook my head and said, “No, Doc. Z
Ariane’s POV After successfully grabbing her toy, Zoya smiled and proudly showed it to the screen. “Look, Mommy! I got it!” she exclaimed enthusiastically. Although she couldn’t speak for long yet, I could feel how happy she was at that moment. “I see! You’re great, honey. And don’t forget, your big sister is also struggling, so you have to be strong too,” I said softly. Simple moments like this gave me strength.We continued our small talk, with Zoya sharing mini-stories about her toys and games in her cute language, and I tried to create a cheerful atmosphere between us. Although there is a painful journey, I know that our love and closeness can overcome anything. Together, in love and care, we will be ready to fight this challenge. After hanging up the call, I felt more optimistic. With determination and love for my two daughters, we will get through this together. It may not be easy, but I will always fight for them. As
Ariane’s POV I felt panic wash over me. Look at what’s happening in this hospital, while my daughter is in intensive care! It felt like all my emotions were popping—worry for Zara, coupled with the tension between Leon and Mark was making me feel even more stressed.“I don’t care! You have no right to be here!” Leon insisted, confronting Mark.“Leon, enough!” I said, trying to mediate. “This isn’t the time or place to fight! We’re here because of Zara, and this isn’t about you!”My words seemed to have gotten through to both of them, but the tension between them was still palpable. Leon digested what I said, while Mark tried to keep his cool, looking a little surprised by Leon’s extreme reaction. “Let’s all calm down. I just want to do what’s best for Zara, just like you,” Mark replied, hoping to defuse the situation. Leon still looked tense, but there was a hint of hesitation on his face. “I just want to protect my family,” he sa
Ariane’s POV “How can I be calm seeing my daughter sick like this?!” I cut Leon off, anger boiling over. I was angry at Mark, angry because I felt helpless, angry because all this had happened. I tried to take a deep breath to calm myself down, but my chest felt tight. I thought no one could understand my condition well, because I was the only one who felt how much I loved and worried about Zara. The fear of losing my child was so great, it was destroying my soul bit by bit. Oh, Mark... your words... were like a gentle touch in the middle of a storm. You always knew how to make me feel safe, even when I wasn't sure about it myself. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my pounding heart. The doctor said, "Zara's condition is getting worse. The treatments we've been doing so far don't seem to be effective anymore. There are several new treatment options, but they all have risks. And there's one option that might prolong her life, but with
Ariane’s POV The doctor explained, “The therapy that is being done for Zara is cognitive behavioral therapy. This aims to help Zara change her negative thought patterns and behaviors so that she can cope with her problems better. In addition, this therapy will also help Zara to manage her stress and emotions more effectively.”I nodded and answered, “This therapy will help Zara to feel better and cope with her problems. I will support her during this therapy process and provide the support needed for Zara to fully recover.”I called my boss at my workplace as a flower shop owner. My boss's voice sounded friendly on the other end."What's wrong, Ariane?" my boss asked."Sorry, ma'am. I can't come to work for the next few days because my child is sick and being treated in the hospital," I answered with a trembling voice.My boss expressed his condolences and understood my situation. I was relieved that he wasn't angry or disappointed w
Ariane’s POV I looked at Leon in surprise, not used to his presence after not seeing him for so long. However, I gave a small smile and nodded. "Of course, Leon. Please come in." We both entered my apartment and I offered Leon to sit in the living room. I poured him a glass of water and sat next to him. The silence felt a little awkward, but I tried to stay calm. Leon began to speak, "I'm sorry, Ariane. I'm really sorry for everything that happened between us. I know I've hurt you a lot and I want to apologize in person." I looked at him with a mixture of admiration and sadness. Even though there were so many wounds that had not yet healed in my heart, I still felt a little relieved to hear Leon's apology. And finally, I said, "I forgive you, Leon. Hopefully in the future we can forget the past and build a better relationship with each other." Leon smiled sincerely hearing my words of apology. "Thank you, Ariane. I promise I will try to
Ariane’s POV When I arrived at the shop, the atmosphere was already crowded. There were several customers waiting eagerly for the best flower arrangements. There were already several orders to be completed, and I felt happy to be able to contribute to creating happy moments through beautiful flowers. Today was an opportunity to share love and happiness with everyone who came. “Is your daughter better?” asked the florist owner. “Yes, ma’am, she is. Thank you for allowing me to take care of my daughter,” she replied gratefully. The florist smiled in relief at the good news, showing her concern for the child’s health. I served the customers as usual. At that moment, Mark came back. “I want red roses,” he said. “Okay,” I replied with a smile. In my heart, I thought about how important it was to provide the best service to every customer. Every interaction was an opportunity to build a better relationship. I serv
Ariane’s POV After work, I decided to take a walk alone in the black moon pack that was connected to my world. In that forest, there was a place that always made me feel peaceful and calm. I walked along the path filled with shady trees and lush leaves. The cold and cool breeze made me feel even more fixated on the beauty of this nature. When I was far enough from home, a very familiar aroma suddenly wafted through the forest. The scent of blood and wet soil was familiar to me. It was the scent of someone I could easily recognize, because he was a hidden part of myself. My little heart was pounding and my wolf soul was struggling. I didn't regret my decision to leave the human city right now, because I didn't want to bring danger to people who wanted to stay away from me for their own good. However, my natural calling couldn't be ignored. I had to find Regina. The atmosphere here was very different from what I had seen before.
Ariane’s POVAfter a long day at the shop, we sat on the porch of our house enjoying a cup of tea. “I still can’t believe this is all happening,” I say, looking up at the stars in the sky.“It’s all because of your hard work and your courage to follow your dreams. I just gave you a little push,” Mark replies, smiling.I look at him, feeling so grateful. “You are the greatest gift in my life. Without you, I would never have been able to do this.”Mark reaches for my hand and holds it tightly. “We have built something beautiful together. And this is just the beginning.”I know that with Mark by my side, nothing is impossible. We will continue to grow and pursue our dreams together, one flower at a time. One night, when Mark and I had just come home from my flower shop and were watching a movie at home, there was a loud knock on their front door. My heart skipped a beat. Mark stood up, looking at me seriously. “Wait here,” he said, befo
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