Ariane’s POV
Mark 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 impaMark’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
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 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
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
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 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 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 POVThe weekend arrived, and the atmosphere at home was so cheerful. I had given the good news to Zara and Zoya that Daddy Leon would take them on a trip. As I expected, the five-year-olds immediately jumped for joy, their faces shining with wide smiles that couldn't be hidden. "Mommy, where are we going with Daddy Leon?" Zara asked with sparkling eyes, while Zoya shook her head enthusiastically, as if she couldn't wait for the surprise that Daddy Leon would give. "Just wait. He will definitely take you to a fun place!" I replied, trying to hold back laughter seeing how excited they were. The next second, Zara and Zoya ran towards Daddy Leon, hugged him tightly and begged him to leave immediately. Seeing their happiness, my heart felt warm. Daddy Leon, with his gentle smile, returned their hugs and rubbed each other's heads lovingly. "Are you coming, Mommy?" Zara asked in her sweet voice. "No, honey. You and Daddy Leon,
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.