HannahThe feast was in full swing, the aroma of roasted deer filling the thick forest air and mingling with the lively sounds of the live music.I meandered my way through the crowd, casually sipping a glass of iced tea. My muscles still felt loose and relaxed after that run through the forest, the
I raised an eyebrow. “Me?”“Well, it’s no secret that you’ve been on the up and up lately,” Drake said with a sheepish grin, rubbing his hand along the back of his neck. “Don’t think Zoe hasn’t noticed.”Despite my urge to smirk in a self-satisfied manner, I simply nodded. “I see. Well, I won’t say
HannahI turned to see what Zoe was pointing at and instantly did a double take, my first instinct telling me that what I was seeing was absolutely not my husband. But it was.Noah was in the middle of the dance floor, a child perched on his shoulders and two more clinging to his legs. His face was
It was so strange to see him like this. Comforting, too.And maybe a little frightening—because the way I had softened toward him during the feast, and the way that his words earlier about an ‘outlet’ had warmed my groin, was dangerous. He had acted like a perfect gentleman for the entire feast. For
HannahMy mind that night was consumed by thoughts of Noah. I tossed and turned all night, unable to find sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face, felt his hands on my body. Every time I flipped to one side or another, I imagined what it would be like to see him sleeping next to me, to fe
NoahAs Noah walked down the hallway of the pack house there was an uncharacteristic spring in his step…And a bouquet of flowers in his hand.Noah couldn’t help but feel the tiniest smile tug at the corners of his lips as he meandered through the sunlit hallways, gently picking the occasional leaf
A soft growl rumbled in Noah’s chest at that, but he didn’t respond. Maybe his wolf was right; maybe he was a schemer who only wanted to keep his forlorn wife around for his own needs and wants.But there was still a tiny part of Noah—the same part that had leaped over that waterfall, thinking only
Hannah“Then prove it,” Leonard hissed, taking a step closer to me. “Take the serum.”I was up against the wall now, my claws and fangs extended, but fear stopped me from moving. Before I could even react, Leonard was suddenly lunging forward, grabbing a fistful of my hair.I stifled a cry of pain a
“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