“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
I shrugged and took a drink of my wine. “Everyone is entitled to their own opinion.” “And yet you welcomed Zoe back to the Pack with open arms, and in public, at that. You even hugged her and gifted her son with a toy.” Again, I shrugged. “What can I say? She was a new pack member just like
There was a time when such a question would have infuriated me. In fact, in my past life, I once smashed everything in front of the person who dared to raise that notion to me. Not anymore. I didn’t love Noah anymore. I took another sip of my wine and tucked my hair behind my ear. “Everyone kn
“Oh, and who was that?” “Don’t play stupid now, Ms. Approachable and Down-to-Earth!” I laughed. “You’ve been reading the comments, too?” I asked. “Of course, I have!” Viona replied. “You seem to be the only thing on everyone’s minds.” “Well, me and Noah and Zoe.” “Nah, it’s definitely yo
I pulled my shoulders back and lifted my chin defiantly. “I wasn’t aware that I needed your permission to do interviews,” I said. “You know how I feel about the media,” Noah replied through gritted teeth. “Why don’t you enlighten me once again?” Noah breathed in deeply through his nostrils i
The next day, I invited Scott to the house for coffee and a chat. As we sat at the dining table, sipping at our mugs, we talked about everything from the success of my interview to the effect that wearing that dress had on Noah. Somehow, we landed on Scott’s recent string of blind dates set up by No
“There she is, the guest of honor!” Viona exclaimed as she grabbed my wrist and dragged me inside. “I’m still not sure if this is such a good idea,” I said. Nevertheless, I let her pull me into the living room, where music boomed and several young handsome men had gathered. “Trust me, you need t
“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