Noah Noah strode into the conference room, his brow furrowed in thought as he took his seat at the head of the long table. It was early, far too early for most, but his team had grown accustomed to his propensity for pre-dawn meetings over the years. One by one, the others began to file in—Simon
Hannah I stood in the bathroom, staring at my reflection in the mirror as Viona fussed with my hair. My fingers fidgeted nervously with the satin fabric of the simple silver gown that Noah had sent over earlier. The straps were encrusted with delicate pearls, and it had a sweetheart neckline tha
And then, there he was. Standing in the middle of the foyer in an impeccably tailored tuxedo, hands clasped behind his back, Noah looked... Well, he looked amazing. His broad shoulders seemed to strain ever so slightly against the fabric of his jacket, his waist narrowly nipped in on either side.
Hannah The town car pulled up to the curb outside an upscale restaurant downtown, its sleek lines and modern architecture gleaming under the soft glow of the streetlamps. The Eclipse. I found myself eyeing the place with a mixture of apprehension and begrudging curiosity; Noah hadn’t taken me here
“Indeed, indeed.” The Alpha waved a hand dismissively, his clever eyes raking over me in an appraising sort of way. “And this enchanting creature must be the lovely Luna Hannah. It’s been a while since we’ve met, Luna.” I managed a terse smile and held out my hand. “It’s a pleasure, Alpha Matthias
Hannah Noah’s breath fanned across my skin, raising trails of goosebumps in its wake. “I’m… I’m not pregnant, Noah,” I said slowly, willing my voice to remain steady beneath his glare. His eyes bored into mine, that piercing green gaze somehow making me feel utterly exposed despite the dim light
The smallest hint of a lopsided smile tugged at the corner of Noah’s mouth as he gave a slow nod. “It’s been a while, but yes. I remember. I think the last time was on our honeymoon.” The words knocked the breath from my lungs in a surprised little huff. My mouth curved upwards despite myself as I
Hannah The kiss felt like a dam had broken. I melted into Noah’s arms despite my best efforts, my fingers clutching almost desperately at the crisp fabric of his tuxedo lapels. It had been so long—far too long—since I had felt the heat of his mouth against mine. He hadn’t kissed me in what fel