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
Noah and I prepared to accept Drake into our home. Drake would be staying at Le Palais, the most luxurious hotel in the Nightcrest Pack territory, but for his first night there, we were holding an intimate dinner to welcome him to the area. It would only be Noah, Drake, myself—and Zoe and Adam. “I
Noah growled almost imperceptibly. “Your ex-wife,” he countered. Drake’s hands curled into fists. The muscles in his arms tightened, and his jaw clenched. I could tell that it was taking everything in him to not spring at Noah and tear him apart just for the reminder. When I looked over at Noa
Hannah That night, after the awkward tension at dinner, I found myself unable to finish my plate. The rest of the family banquet went by without incident, Noah keeping his distance after I had seen him watching me from the hallway. I pretended to eat, falling back into my old habits: pushing my fo
Noah As Noah returned the plate to the kitchen sink, he found himself unable to fully suppress the small smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth. Despite his lingering anger and frustration with Hannah, he couldn’t help feeling a glimmer of pride at her attempt to eat something. Her eating
Hannah Seeing Zoe kiss Noah’s cheek so tenderly, so lovingly, had filled me with a rage that made me want to lash out. I wanted to scream, cry, yell and throw things, even resort to my purging pills once more despite the fact that they had long since been flushed down the toilet. But I didn’t do
My heart gave a little flutter at the undisguised want and hunger in his eyes. This wasn’t like him, to want me outside of our intimacy nights. But something had changed lately. … Later that evening as I began dressing for the banquet, I stood in front of the floor-length mirror in my chambers a
Hannah “Can I talk to you?” Noah asked, taking a hesitant step forward before his eyes flickered over to Viona. “Alone?” Viona scoffed from behind me. “Whatever you have to say to Hannah, you can say in front of me,” she said coldly. Noah shot me an almost pleading look, and I sighed. “Viona,