Love of the Lycan
Adam insisted, his voice quivering with a mixture of anger and desperation.
Giovanni's expression softened, a flicker of empathy surfacing in his eyes. He reached out, placing a hand on Adam's shoulder in an attempt to convey a moment of understanding. "Love cannot be coerced, Adam. It grows, changes, and takes unexpected turns. Isabella's heart found solace and love in me, just as mine did in her."
Adam brushed Giovanni's hand away, his frustration mounting. "You're twisting the truth to suit your desires," he retorted, his voice laced with accusation. "But deep down, you know that what you're doing is wrong."