Ariane's POV
We stepped inside the building, and the party atmosphere greeted us warmly. Many faces were unfamiliar, but some looked familiar. They were members of the pack who had always supported my father. I could feel their gazes, some curious, while others looked skeptical.As Mark and I walked deeper, I saw the figure I had been waiting for. My father, a strong and authoritative Alpha, stood in the middle of the crowd. My heart was beating fast. He looked older, but his aura of leadership was still the same. With steady steps, I approached him. “Ariane,” he said, his voice deep and full of emotion. “You’re finally here.”I smiled, despite the pain that was gnawing at my heart. “Dad,” I replied softly. “I’m here.”We hugged, and in that moment, I felt a warmth that had been missing for a long time. But something was still missing. I knew he had left because of my mother’s betrayal when I was young.After that emotional reunion,Ariane’s POVThis tension presented a dilemma in my heart. I wanted to see my father happy, but on the other hand I also didn't want to disturb my father's happiness. "I want to thank all of you who have come tonight," my father's voice echoed throughout the room. "Tonight is very special for me, because I want to introduce someone new into my life. This is the new Luna, Luna Maria.”Instantly, all eyes were on Luna Maria. She waved with a sincere smile, but I could see the doubt in her eyes. Maybe she felt the same tension. I felt mixed feelings. On one hand, I wanted to support my father, but on the other hand, I felt lost. My mother had married another man long before and eventually gave birth to my half-sister, Isabella. My mother also loved Isabella more than me. “I know this may feel sudden to you,” my father continued. “But Luna Maria is someone who means a lot to me. She has brought new happiness into my life, and I hope you can accept that.
Ariane’s POVI felt mixed feelings. On one hand, I understood his responsibility as Alpha, but on the other, the pain he left behind was still raw. “But, Dad, we need you too. We feel abandoned.”He nodded, his face full of guilt. “I know, and I’m sorry. I want to fix everything. I want to get to know you and Putri better.”I looked at him, feeling a new hope. Maybe this was the beginning of something better. “I want that too, Dad.”That night, we talked more. My dad told me about his life as an Alpha, the challenges he faced, and how he missed us every day. I could feel the sincerity in his voice, and slowly, the walls that had been blocking me started to crumble.When the party ended, I felt lighter. Maybe, our journey to repair this relationship has just begun. I promised myself to give my dad a chance, and hoped he would do the same.As we left the Blue Moon Pack, I felt a new hope in my heart. Maybe, behind all the sadness and l
Ariane’s POVWhen we gathered in the living room, Luna Maria brought an old photo album that she found while cleaning the attic. She asked us to look at the photos when my father was young, and everyone started telling stories about past memories. Laughter was inevitable when seeing my father's strange hairstyle and how ridiculous he looked in some of the photos. At that moment, I realized how Luna Maria had managed to bridge the gap in our family. She was not only my father's partner, but also a best friend to us, his children. She listened to our complaints, gave advice when we needed it, and celebrated every achievement we made.Not only that, Luna Maria also taught us the value of togetherness and supporting each other. She had a unique way of making every activity special, whether it was by having an impromptu picnic in the backyard or cooking a new dish together.Over time, her presence made us realize how important it is to have someone we can
Mark's POVI rushed home from the restaurant and carefully opened the door, I knew that Ariane was probably asleep. However, when I saw the empty dining table and the quiet living room, worry clouded my mind. My gaze was directed to the bedroom where the lights were still on. I found Ariane lying on the bed, closing her eyes with a frown on her forehead, holding back her discomfort. "Ariane, are you okay?" I called softly as I approached the bed. Ariane opened her eyes slowly. Her face was pale. She tried to smile reassuringly, but none of them were fooled. "Just still a little dizzy, Mark. Maybe because I've been too tired lately." I knew Ariane too well to believe those light words. Lately, Ariane had been visiting her flower shop less often. The small business she had pioneered with great enthusiasm seemed to be a burden as her health condition slowly declined without me realizing it. "Ariane, let's go to the hospital!" I said firmly. I
Mark's POV I explained to my twin daughters Zara and Zoya.“There are several steps we need to do, honey,” I replied with a smile. “First, we need to prepare all the ingredients for this chocolate cake. Have you seen the recipe?”Zara nodded and opened the recipe book on the table. “We need flour, sugar, butter, eggs, and chocolate, right?” she asked excitedly.“That’s right! Besides that, we also need baking powder and a little salt. Let’s get everything from the kitchen,” I said, inviting Zara and Zoya to help.After all the ingredients were gathered on the table, Dad continued, “The second step is to melt the chocolate. We can do it using a double boiler or in the microwave. Zara, do you want to melt the chocolate?”Zara hurriedly took the chocolate bar and cut it into small pieces. “Yes, Papa! I want to!” She was very enthusiastic.Meanwhile, Zoya had arranged the other ingredients. “I will prepare the flour and sugar,”
Ariane’s POVDays passed, and my headaches did not get better, but became more unbearable. Every second felt like the roar of waves crashing against a cliff, demanding attention and pain that never subsided. I knew something was wrong. However, I tried not to burden Mark, my husband, with my worries. He was already busy enough with his work, and I did not want to add to his burden. One day, while Mark was at work, I decided to go to the hospital myself. With steady steps even though my heart was shaking, I drove to the nearest hospital. After registering, I explained to the doctor about the complaints I was feeling. In a calm tone, the doctor asked me to undergo a series of examinations. After waiting for several hours, the results of the examination came out. How shocked I was when the doctor said that I had stage one brain cancer. Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, the world seemed to stop spinning. All the hopes and dreams that I had built w
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
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 POVDays passed, and my headaches did not get better, but became more unbearable. Every second felt like the roar of waves crashing against a cliff, demanding attention and pain that never subsided. I knew something was wrong. However, I tried not to burden Mark, my husband, with my worries. He was already busy enough with his work, and I did not want to add to his burden. One day, while Mark was at work, I decided to go to the hospital myself. With steady steps even though my heart was shaking, I drove to the nearest hospital. After registering, I explained to the doctor about the complaints I was feeling. In a calm tone, the doctor asked me to undergo a series of examinations. After waiting for several hours, the results of the examination came out. How shocked I was when the doctor said that I had stage one brain cancer. Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, the world seemed to stop spinning. All the hopes and dreams that I had built w
Mark's POV I explained to my twin daughters Zara and Zoya.“There are several steps we need to do, honey,” I replied with a smile. “First, we need to prepare all the ingredients for this chocolate cake. Have you seen the recipe?”Zara nodded and opened the recipe book on the table. “We need flour, sugar, butter, eggs, and chocolate, right?” she asked excitedly.“That’s right! Besides that, we also need baking powder and a little salt. Let’s get everything from the kitchen,” I said, inviting Zara and Zoya to help.After all the ingredients were gathered on the table, Dad continued, “The second step is to melt the chocolate. We can do it using a double boiler or in the microwave. Zara, do you want to melt the chocolate?”Zara hurriedly took the chocolate bar and cut it into small pieces. “Yes, Papa! I want to!” She was very enthusiastic.Meanwhile, Zoya had arranged the other ingredients. “I will prepare the flour and sugar,”
Mark's POVI rushed home from the restaurant and carefully opened the door, I knew that Ariane was probably asleep. However, when I saw the empty dining table and the quiet living room, worry clouded my mind. My gaze was directed to the bedroom where the lights were still on. I found Ariane lying on the bed, closing her eyes with a frown on her forehead, holding back her discomfort. "Ariane, are you okay?" I called softly as I approached the bed. Ariane opened her eyes slowly. Her face was pale. She tried to smile reassuringly, but none of them were fooled. "Just still a little dizzy, Mark. Maybe because I've been too tired lately." I knew Ariane too well to believe those light words. Lately, Ariane had been visiting her flower shop less often. The small business she had pioneered with great enthusiasm seemed to be a burden as her health condition slowly declined without me realizing it. "Ariane, let's go to the hospital!" I said firmly. I
Ariane’s POVWhen we gathered in the living room, Luna Maria brought an old photo album that she found while cleaning the attic. She asked us to look at the photos when my father was young, and everyone started telling stories about past memories. Laughter was inevitable when seeing my father's strange hairstyle and how ridiculous he looked in some of the photos. At that moment, I realized how Luna Maria had managed to bridge the gap in our family. She was not only my father's partner, but also a best friend to us, his children. She listened to our complaints, gave advice when we needed it, and celebrated every achievement we made.Not only that, Luna Maria also taught us the value of togetherness and supporting each other. She had a unique way of making every activity special, whether it was by having an impromptu picnic in the backyard or cooking a new dish together.Over time, her presence made us realize how important it is to have someone we can
Ariane’s POVI felt mixed feelings. On one hand, I understood his responsibility as Alpha, but on the other, the pain he left behind was still raw. “But, Dad, we need you too. We feel abandoned.”He nodded, his face full of guilt. “I know, and I’m sorry. I want to fix everything. I want to get to know you and Putri better.”I looked at him, feeling a new hope. Maybe this was the beginning of something better. “I want that too, Dad.”That night, we talked more. My dad told me about his life as an Alpha, the challenges he faced, and how he missed us every day. I could feel the sincerity in his voice, and slowly, the walls that had been blocking me started to crumble.When the party ended, I felt lighter. Maybe, our journey to repair this relationship has just begun. I promised myself to give my dad a chance, and hoped he would do the same.As we left the Blue Moon Pack, I felt a new hope in my heart. Maybe, behind all the sadness and l
Ariane’s POVThis tension presented a dilemma in my heart. I wanted to see my father happy, but on the other hand I also didn't want to disturb my father's happiness. "I want to thank all of you who have come tonight," my father's voice echoed throughout the room. "Tonight is very special for me, because I want to introduce someone new into my life. This is the new Luna, Luna Maria.”Instantly, all eyes were on Luna Maria. She waved with a sincere smile, but I could see the doubt in her eyes. Maybe she felt the same tension. I felt mixed feelings. On one hand, I wanted to support my father, but on the other hand, I felt lost. My mother had married another man long before and eventually gave birth to my half-sister, Isabella. My mother also loved Isabella more than me. “I know this may feel sudden to you,” my father continued. “But Luna Maria is someone who means a lot to me. She has brought new happiness into my life, and I hope you can accept that.
Ariane's POVWe stepped inside the building, and the party atmosphere greeted us warmly. Many faces were unfamiliar, but some looked familiar. They were members of the pack who had always supported my father. I could feel their gazes, some curious, while others looked skeptical.As Mark and I walked deeper, I saw the figure I had been waiting for. My father, a strong and authoritative Alpha, stood in the middle of the crowd. My heart was beating fast. He looked older, but his aura of leadership was still the same. With steady steps, I approached him. “Ariane,” he said, his voice deep and full of emotion. “You’re finally here.”I smiled, despite the pain that was gnawing at my heart. “Dad,” I replied softly. “I’m here.”We hugged, and in that moment, I felt a warmth that had been missing for a long time. But something was still missing. I knew he had left because of my mother’s betrayal when I was young.After that emotional reunion,
Ariane's POVI closed my eyes, letting myself sink into Mark's warm embrace. That night, in the calm and warmth, I felt so grateful to have Mark beside me. And I know, in the love we have, we will always have a happy ending. The next day was the first day of elementary school. Zara and Zoya were so excited. They wore their new uniforms proudly, and their faces shone with joy. I felt so proud to see them grow into smart and brave little girls. As I walked to class, I saw a handsome man standing in front of the school entrance. His eyes radiated joy when he saw Zara and Zoya. "Mark!" I called happily. The man was my husband, Mark. He smiled widely when he saw Zara and Zoya. "They are so beautiful today," he said while hugging me tightly. We walked together to Zara and Zoya's class. I saw how warm Mark was with my twin daughters. He was always present at every school event, supporting and entertaining them. I feel so lucky to have such a loving and ca
Ariane’s POVThe day was bright and full of happiness. Zara and Zoya, the twin daughters who have filled my life with laughter and love for the past seven years, were celebrating their birthday. In the backyard, colorful balloons were waving in the wind, while the aroma of delicious birthday cake filled the air. Mark, my husband who was always loyal by my side, seemed busy preparing everything for this small party. I looked at my two daughters who were playing with their friends. Zara, with her shiny curly hair, and Zoya, who was always cheerful with her charming smile, made me feel grateful. Although I knew Mark wanted biological children, I felt quite happy with our current life. We had built a loving family, even without the presence of additional children. Leon, my ex-husband, was also present at this party. Our relationship had indeed had its ups and downs, but as time went by, we tried to fix everything for the sake of the children. Leon always showed g