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
“You know how important this is to me, to the pack!” Noah shouted. “We’ve been trying for years, Hannah. Years! And you were going to keep this from me?”Noah was inches away from me now, so close I could feel his hot breath on my skin. But I stood my ground, my own voice rising to match his. “I was
NoahThe morning sun was bright and the birds were chirping cheerfully, but a dark cloud loomed over Noah’s head as he stormed out of the house. The front door banged shut behind him, echoing in the peaceful air.“You shouldn’t have locked her up like that,” his wolf growled. “It’s not right. Especi