All Chapters of Rejected : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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 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

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 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

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