Hannah The kids all looked up in unison at the sound of the voice. One little boy gasped: “Alpha Drake!” Indeed, there he was: Drake, in all his glory, standing against a nearby wall with his hands in his pockets. He had a grin on his face as he pushed away from the wall and approached. “Hanna
I frowned, placing a hand on his arm. “Drake.” Drake snapped his eyes over to me, his muscles tensing as he likely prepared some kind of retort. But then his shoulders slackened, and he let out a sigh as he ran a hand through his hair. “I know, I know. I can’t strong-arm her into falling back in
Hannah It was only a few moments after Viona showed me the tabloid that my phone began to ring on the coffee table. Exchanging nervous glances with my friend, I carefully leaned forward and felt myself visibly cringe at the name on the caller ID. “It’s Noah,” I murmured, my voice trembling despi
Hannah I waved my hand as I stepped up to the podium, that well-practiced smile of mine spread across my face. The flash of the cameras was nearly blinding, but I didn’t let it faze me—this moment was too important for that. “Hello, everyone,” I said warmly as I leaned into the microphone. “Than
Hannah I strode up to Noah with a grin on my face and instantly threw my arms around him, pulling him in for a hug and a kiss on his cheek. His muscles tensed beneath my touch, but I held him tight so that everyone could see us. If part of this event was for damage control, then I needed to make
Noah Noah couldn’t stop himself from practically vibrating with rage as he watched Hannah and Drake laughing together, clinking their glasses and making plans to be ‘dinner buddies’. Goddess, it made Noah sick. And what made it even worse was the way that Drake looked at her; the way his eyes cr
Hannah I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand. Squinting against the bright morning sunlight streaming through the window, I snatched it up and saw a text from Drake on the screen. “Are you ready?” A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I typed out a quick repl
Hannah I glared daggers at Noah as I yanked him closer, my fingers still twisted in the fabric of his shirt. His eyes widened in surprise, but I didn’t care—he had just been caught red-handed, watching us like some kind of detective on a case. “What the hell are you doing here?” I hissed, twisti