“What can I get for you, Alpha?” the bartender asked.“Whiskey, neat,” Noah replied.He had just received his drink when he felt a tap on his arm. He turned to find Zoe standing there, a glass of champagne in her gloved hand.“Noah,” she said, raising her glass, “now that we have a moment alone, I j
HannahI looked up at Noah with a cocked eyebrow, my curiosity piquing despite my best efforts to remain aloof.“A proposition?” I asked, turning my head to look at another couple dancing as though looking at him was below me. “What kind of proposition?”Noah’s hand tightened slightly on my waist as
Or perhaps, once the pregnancy had run its course, my baby would be taken from me in the name of Noah finally having his Nightcrest heir.As we danced in silence, I became acutely aware of the eyes on us. Wolves from various packs, watching the Alpha and Luna of Nightcrest with rapt interest. Some w
HannahAfter a long night of dancing, mingling, and constantly swapping champagne out for sparkling juice, the gala was finally drawing to a close—and so was my month-long eating disorder campaign. In just a few short minutes, the grandeur would come to an end, the decorations would be taken down, a
And in my current state, only one thought came to mind:I need to get out.Without thinking or realizing that I was just imagining things, I bolted from my bed and ran to Noah’s room next door. I pounded on the wood, not caring how the sound reverberated through the empty house. “Noah! Noah, please!
HannahNoah set me down on the carpeted floor of his bedroom and moved to turn on the bedside lamp. I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room for a moment, feeling very much like a college student on her first one night stand, and looked around.The guest room that Noah had been occupying as of la
Gently, he moved his thumb over to the center and began to move it in a slow, tantalizing circle across my swollen clit. My pussy lips, already soaked, practically throbbed at his touch and it was all I could do not to squirm and ache and beg for him to just give me what I wanted already.But he sta
HannahI awoke with a start, the warm sun against my cheek doing little to quell my sudden jolt. The white sheets against my skin felt soft and warm but unfamiliar, and for a moment, panic gripped me.This wasn’t my bed. These pillows, though plush and stuffed with down, weren’t mine. The curtains h
“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