Chapter 212

• Giovanni's Perspective
• I sat by the window in my study, gazing at the distant city, shrouded in twilight. My eyes were empty, my heart a tangle of emotions—anger, helplessness, loss, and even a sliver of pain. Despite the signed agreement lying on the table before me, bearing his personal signature, there was no sense of victory, only a suffocating weight pressing down on my chest.
• The handwriting on the document no longer held my attention. I had long grown accustomed to days like this—spinning endlessly in the vortex of power. As the Alpha of the werewolf pack, I was bound by relentless responsibilities and obligations. And today, I had made yet another compromise—one that had felt inevitable.