Vera’s POV
I sat quietly on the wooden bench in the garden, watching the children chase one another with pure joy. Their laughter echoed in the warm afternoon air, full of innocence and freedom. A soft breeze danced through the leaves, brushing my skin gently. I smiled without even realizing it.
I didn’t know why, but I’d felt lighter all day. A soft happiness wrapped around me like a warm blanket. Maybe it was because for the first time since I arrived here, Alpha Gideon wasn’t treating me like a stranger. His words this morning—“Good morning, my Luna”—still echoed in my mind.
“Do you want to have kids?”
A deep voice pulled me from my thoughts.
I turned and saw him—Alpha Gideon—standing behind me with a calm expression. His eyes weren’t cold this time. They looked softer, warmer. Dif
