Chapter 144

　　Giovanni's Perspective 　　My heart skipped a beat when I heard Tobias' report, and my expression became complicated. 　　Daylight was rising, spilling through the window onto my strong frame. The wind blew from afar, bringing with it a hint of grass and trees, as well as a long-lost memory. 　　My thoughts were instantly drawn back to that war-torn day many years ago. 　　It was a cold winter; the war raged across the land, and blood stained every inch of it. I was leading my werewolf army in a fierce battle with the enemy. In the ruins, I found a little girl. She was covered in blood but stood tenaciously amidst the rubble, with fearlessness and determination in her eyes. That girl was none other than Vivian. 　　"What's your name?" I asked. 　　"Vivian," the girl's voice trembled, but there was a hint of resilience. 　　From that day on, Vivian became my "sister" and lived among the wolves. 　　She quickly adapted to life here and showed exceptional intelligence and courage. Over the years, Vivia