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
Noah watched as the servants transformed his dining room into an elegant hall for the family banquet. With the most elite werewolves of the Pack and their families coming to this intimate gathering, he wanted to ensure that everything was perfect. Besides, anything that kept him away from Hannah a
I walked over to the counter and dug out the mason jars. One of the jars was sticky on the side, and I found that the lid was loose with juice leaking down the side. Fortunately, none of it had gotten on Zoe’s bag. I tried to tighten the lid but had to open it for realignment. Looking into the jar