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
“I know,” Viona said softly. “And I told her that. But she was so scared, so convinced that you would take the baby away from her. I knew it was wrong to keep you in the dark, but I couldn’t betray my friend. I’m sorry, Alpha.”Noah sighed, feeling some of his anger deflate. As much as he and Viona
HannahI sat alone in my room, my face buried in my knees as I sobbed endlessly. The silence of the house was deafening, broken only by my occasional hiccups and sniffles. Noah had been gone for hours, and with each passing minute, my anxiety grew.He was probably calling the police. I would likely
I set the food down, whatever appetite I’d previously had gone. “You can’t just decide that—”“I am the Alpha, and I will decide.”His tone was gruff, brooking no argument. I wanted to bite out a retort, but the words died before they even reached my tongue.“So you just think you’re going to get ‘b
HannahI woke up early the next morning, fully intending to slip away to my appointment without Noah. I showered and dressed quickly, my hands shaking slightly as I grabbed my car keys. As I crept down the hallway, I listened for any sign of Noah, but the house was blissfully silent.Good, I thought
And now… Now here it was, healthy and alive, with the tiniest beating heart that I could have ever imagined.I was vaguely aware of Noah gripping my arm tightly, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the screen.For a moment, I almost reached for Noah’s hand, seeking some sort of connection in this
Hannah“Hannah, are you sure about this?” Noah whispered. “What if we get caught?”I turned to him, placing one finger over my lips. Glancing over both shoulders to make sure no one was looking, I carefully pulled the side door open, taking care to not make a sound as we slipped inside the hospital.
The boy that fifteen-year-old me had fallen in love with.With trembling hands, I unfolded one of the letters, the paper soft and worn from years of reading and rereading.“Dear Hannah,” it began. “My mom passed this morning. I can’t thank you enough for what you did for me this summer. Taking me to
“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