All Chapters of Rejected : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ariane’s POV “Okay, Leon. I just want to make sure everything is okay,” I said, conveying my uncertainty. “But I know this is none of my business anymore…”He nodded slowly, seeming to understand. “Trust me. I’ll take care of this. The most important thing for us right now is you and the kids. Don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything,” he said, encouraging me.Leon walked away, and as I watched him leave the apartment, I felt a mix of emotions. Even though we were no longer together as a couple, the responsibilities and concerns between us were still there. This situation was a reminder of how complicated the world around us was, but I was determined to stay focused on the more important things—the family I would soon have and creating a safe environment for them. “I’m not going back to Leon,” I said firmly, even though no one was there to hear me. My words echoed in my heart and mind as if confirming my decision. This was the path I was on and

Ariane’s POV Soon, I began to plan what to do with the red roses—would I keep them as keepsakes, or would there be an opportunity to share new stories with people who cared about me? As time went on, all of these questions would be answered. I didn’t feel like opening my heart to new love yet. I was still traumatized by my previous love experience—a love that was unrequited and full of pain. The pain was hard to forget, and even though I wanted to move on, my heart still felt uncertain.With that in mind, I kept the red roses I had found earlier and placed them in a vase. The presence of the flowers in the living room gave a different feel, with their fragrant scent filling the air and creating a warm atmosphere in my apartment. The flowers were a symbol of hope, even though I wasn’t sure when I would be fully ready to welcome love again. After arranging the flowers, I felt hungry and decided to order food online. Soon after, the order arrived, and

Ariane’s POV“It’s important to rest,” my soul whispered, encouraging me not to push myself in the midst of a pregnancy that was already entering its final stages. I swiftly flopped onto the soft couch, letting my breathing slow and steady as the afternoon approached.The quiet moment gave me space to reflect. In the silence of the apartment, I imagined the future—living with my child, making him the center of my life, giving him all the love and attention I had always dreamed of. However, I also had to admit the worry that lurked inside me. I felt like I had fought and grown through so much, but the days ahead would certainly be challenging. Facing the future of motherhood alone was scary. But the wolf inside me kept reminding me that I could do it.I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the silence flow into me. As I rested, I hoped that the strength of my soul and the love my child gave me would carry me through each challenge that lay ahead.

Ariane’s POVAfter a few moments, Leon took a deep breath, seemingly struggling between emotion and reality. Finally, he decided to leave, leaving some of the heavy air behind. “Okay, if that’s what you want, Ariane,” he said before leaving the room. After he left, I shook my head, feeling a little relieved but also tired. The atmosphere that had been warm with Mark now felt tense. “I’m sorry if this feels uncomfortable, Mark,” I said, trying to cool things down. “It’s okay, Ariane. This is probably part of the process you have to go through. I’m here if you need support,” Mark replied, his smile once again patting away the emptiness in my heart. As I continued my work, I knew this wasn’t over yet, but I could feel my inner strength slowly starting to recover. I'm ready to face the emotional turmoil of my wolf from the past and take what comes next slowly, one step at a time. That night, after tidying up and preparing the place for

Ariane’s POVThe fatigue that still hung over my body was now filled with new enthusiasm. Slowly, I held both of my mothers in my arms, feeling the warmth of their little bodies. We are here together, and there is no obstacle that we cannot face—as a family and as wolves united. With them, I know that this journey has just begun, and although many things may be uncertain, I am confident that this love and commitment will guide me. Every day is a new step, and I will continue to walk confidently towards a future full of hope. I named them Zara and Zoya, two beautiful names for my twin daughters. Every time I heard their names, I felt a warmth envelop my heart. Zara and Zoya have special meanings; Zara means “princess” or “blooming flower,” while Zoya means “life” and “light.” In my mind and heart, I felt lucky and grateful to be their mother. Even though the pain still accompanied my every movement, I was determined not to give up. I didn’t want