Leon’s POV
“Have you ever had a hard time too?” I asked curiously, hoping he had a story to tell. With a smile, the bartender began to tell me about his life journey. He had lost his job and struggled to find his way back. His story reminded me that hardship often comes before success.Each story he told made me feel a little better. There was something comforting about sharing experiences with others, no matter how foreign they were. “If you want, I can help you find a new job,” the bartender said. The offer made my heart feel lighter, and I began to feel that there was still hope.*That day, the sun rose with its warm rays that made the morning feel brighter. I, a Leon living in the midst of the human world, felt restless. I felt something was wrong with Ariane, my ex-wife. I decided to meet Ariane at her workplace, the flower shop she ran. But unfortunately, when I arrived at the flower shop, the owner told me that Ariane was absentLeon’s POV Days passed, and I returned to life as usual. Although curiosity and loss towards Ariane still haunted my mind, I remained convinced that I had chosen the right path.But one night, when I returned to my house, I felt something was wrong. I looked around for my two daughters and the babysitter, but they were not there. I felt tension filling the air around me.Suddenly, I heard the sound of footsteps getting closer. With a tense gaze, I turned towards the sound. And what I witnessed made me frozen in place. In front of me stood LunaAriane, with a triumphant smile on her lips. I felt stunned. What was happening? Was all this just an illusion?“Welcome to the Blue Moon Pack, Leon.” Luna said in a voice that echoed in the room.I was jolted back to reality. Everything that happened in front of me was not an illusion, but the truth that I had to accept. I never thought that the decision I had made would bring me into a world
Leon’s POV Ariane nodded, her smile widening slightly. "I know. And I'll make sure they know how much you mean to them. Even though we're not together anymore, you're still their dad.”We were both silent for a moment, letting the words flow between us. The pain and loss still lingered, but there was a glimmer of hope. Maybe, even though our relationship had changed, I could still find a way to be a part of our children's lives."Thank you, Ariane," I finally said, my voice shaking. "I'll try my best to be a good father."She smiled again, and in that smile, I saw a glimmer of hope. Maybe, even though the road ahead wasn't easy, we could still find a way to support each other for the sake of our children. And even though my heart was still hurting, I knew I had to move forward, for them.As I walked down the city street, my mind was still caught up in the mixed feelings about Ariane and the fate that had torn us apart. But as I rounded the c
Leon’s POV Romeo owned a cafe that was quite famous in this city. The cafe is called "La Luna", a place that is crowded with coffee lovers and book lovers. I enjoy my job as a cafe guard there. Every day, I meet various people who have different stories and life experiences. At least I can ease my feelings of forgetting Ariane who is now Mark's partner. Even though I'm only a cafe guard, Romeo always treats me well. He always gives me motivation and encouragement so that I can achieve my dreams and aspirations. Romeo also often tells me about his interesting adventure experiences, making me even more inspired to live life with enthusiasm and courage. One day, Romeo gave me a special task. He asked me to deliver an important package to a remote village in the mountains. Although I was hesitant at first, I accepted it with enthusiasm. Together with several security officers sent by Leon, I began my adventure to the village. The journey to the remote
After dinner was over, I helped Ariane clean the kitchen. Meanwhile, Zara and Zoya played in the living room. Our conversation repeated itself."I don't know what to do, Leon. I feel trapped between my feelings," Ariane said while wiping the dishes."Ariane, we will work it all out. No matter what happens, we will face it together," I said firmly.Ariane looked at me with a look of mixed anxiety and relief. We hugged, trying to ease the pain we felt. However, in that hug I also felt that something would change between us.The night passed, and we finally decided to go to bed. I felt that this was our last night together as a family. I didn't know what would happen next, but one thing for sure was that my heart was broken when I realized that Ariane would be gone from my life.The next morning, I woke up and saw a letter beside my bed. I read it with trembling, and sure enough, Ariane wrote that she had to leave. She couldn't stand this c
Ariane’s povAt that time, I still couldn’t believe the truth behind all of this. My father just left me and my mother because of my mother’s unstoppable greed. And Mark, the handsome and mysterious man who suddenly appeared in my life, also came from the Blue Moon Pack, the same pack as my father.After that meeting, my father told me that Mark was the right man for me. I couldn’t understand what my father saw in Mark that made him so sure that we were the two of us who were meant to be together. But, deep in my heart, I began to feel a warmth that I had never felt before when I was near Mark.We often gathered together under the light of the full moon. Mark always looked at me with a loving gaze, making my heart melt every time it happened. Slowly but surely, I began to open my heart to Mark. He was always by my side, listening to my complaints, and always giving me unconditional support.And finally, that moment came. Under the beautiful light
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
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 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 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