The day of the charity ball, I wore the dress that Amber had found and a pair of black stilettos. I made myself up with a smokey eye and scarlet lipstick, and my hair cascaded down my back in loose waves. Completing the ensemble was a small black clutch to hold my cell phone and wallet. As I waite
All the color rushed from Mickey’s face. “I… Alpha Noah, I didn’t realize. Please forgive me…” I raised my hand to put a stop to Mickey’s stammering. “It’s all right, Mickey,” I said, my voice calm and even. My eyes did not leave Noah. “I can explain to Noah what was happening.” I could hear
Zoe closed the gap between us and smiled. “Can we talk?” she asked, motioning outside. I nodded, unsure of what to say. We walked out into the slightly breezy night. I pulled Noah’s jacket more tightly around me, suddenly glad that he gave it to me—but I wouldn’t tell him that. We stood right
"Did you just bite me? Are you insane?" Noah exclaimed. “It would be strange if I weren’t going crazy,” I muttered to myself. I licked my lips, savoring the taste of Noah’s blood. “In fact, going crazy is quite enjoyable.” It would be even more enjoyable if it kept Noah away from me, I added men
“How are you, darling?” Emma asked. “How are you and Noah?” “Oh, we’re perfectly fine,” I lied. I still had another month of these lies to tell. “We just had some alone time in the private room, you know.” I winked at her, hoping that that tidbit of juicy half-gossip would be enough to satiate E
For a moment, my heart softened towards Noah. But I quickly reminded myself that he was not defending me; he was defending the position of Luna and our reputation. We were on the verge of a divorce, and he surely didn’t want anything else to taint our image before that. Still, I relished the sho
“Trust you?” Emma scoffed. “Why should I?” I opened my mouth to tell her everything about my own experiences; about my past life. But thinking better of it, I quickly shut it again. “Alpha and Luna divorces are incredibly complex,” I said. “Reputation matters when it comes to dividing assets and e
Their remarks scraped at my pride, but I did not yield. I stood tall, pulling my shoulders back and holding my chin high. After all, I was not alone. I had known that this particular couple was going to harass me at this event. In my previous life, they were “shippers” of Noah and Zoe who held a s
“Almost done…” she murmured, leaning in with a touch of gloss for my lips. I couldn’t help but laugh at how serious she looked, as if I were some delicate art piece she was trying to perfect. Finally, she stepped back with a smile. “There. Now, the dress.” Amber was already at my side, helping m
Hannah The next morning, I woke with a flutter in my stomach that had nothing to do with morning sickness. Sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I blinked up at the ceiling, letting that first realization sink in. It was the day of our wedding. In le
Hannah Mornings had gotten louder since Melody learned to walk. And she wasn’t just walking—she was trying to run, arms flapping and her chubby legs barely holding her up as she went. This morning, she seemed to be hell bent on dashing down the hallway as Noah tried to brush his teeth and I hunted
I laughed, hoping it sounded more natural than I felt. “Hey, I can spoil you once in a while if I want. Just because it’s a Thursday doesn’t mean I can’t surprise you.” We chatted about our day as we ate, filling each other in on all the usual things. But every so often, his eyes would flicker to
Hannah My hands shook a little as I straightened the delicate flower crown over Melody’s soft hair, adjusting it so the petals framed her tiny face just right. She blinked up at me with those wide, innocent eyes, slapping her hands contentedly on the top of her high chair. I smiled as I ran my f
Hannah By the time we stepped out of the ring, it felt as if my entire body was on fire. Every muscle seemed to be taut, every heartbeat one thump away from shifting. I couldn’t tell if I wanted to run circles around the building or maybe tear up the walls like a caged animal. What was wrong wit
Hannah For what felt like the hundredth time that morning, I sidestepped Drake’s punch with ease, narrowly dodging his hook. Training with him had become an obsession of mine lately. He’d pushed me in ways I hadn’t expected, helping me learn how to use my speed and endurance instead of relying on
Noah pushed himself harder, letting out a playful howl as he gained on her, the hunt pulsing through his veins like a drug. She glanced back, her ears twitching, and he saw her eyes flash with excitement before she put on an extra burst of speed. It became a game of cat and mouse, each of them pus
Noah For the millionth time that morning, Noah’s gaze drifted from the stack of papers on his desk to the stretch of forest that was visible through the office window. The afternoon light filtered through the trees, casting that familiar, deep green hue over the landscape. Just seeing the expans