HannahI circled the living room, my bare feet silent on the plush carpet—and I was glad for it, too, because otherwise my relentless pacing would have driven the entire house mad by now.The sound of furniture being moved and drawers being emptied continued to echo from upstairs, causing me to flin
I stared at Zoe, swallowing hard. Her eyes were wide and pleading, tears shimmering in their depths.I looked up at Noah, who remained silent, seemingly waiting for me to make the call.My gaze flicked back to Zoe. Normally, I would have called her a liar. Perhaps I would have… reveled in the though
Noah“Tell me everything you know about WhiteRabbit.”Noah leaned back in his chair, regarding his Beta carefully. The morning sun shone through the office windows, but Noah had not yet slept. He couldn’t sleep last night; there was too much to do. Too many moving parts to manage, too much damage to
“She still plans on divorcing you,” his wolf reminded him. “You’ll just let her leave? So she can take over Silvermoon?”Noah closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. For a moment, an image flickered through his mind: Hannah, shifting out of her wolf form, the deer’s blood coating her lips and chin an
HannahI spent the entire day avoiding the internet, too afraid and cowardly to see the backlash over the audio tapes being released. I could already imagine the comments: calling me a whore, a liar, a traitor.I couldn’t bear to see if those comments truly existed.So my phone remained face down on
When I returned, Noah was half-asleep, his breathing slow and deep.“Here,” I said softly, setting the milk and cookie on the coffee table. “This might help.”Noah opened his eyes and blinked at me, surprise evident in his tired features. “Oh. Thank you.”I hesitated for a moment as he bit into the
HannahA couple of weeks later, I found myself sitting in the passenger seat of Noah’s car, my hands fidgeting nervously in my lap as we approached the Luna Council meeting.Noah had the day off, so he had offered to drive me, mentioning that he had some business to handle nearby.As we pulled up to
Tell me about it, I wanted to say. I was instantly reminded of the three months I had spent before my rebirth. That, too, had been a nightmare—the constant fear, the isolation, the feeling of hopelessness.A pang of loneliness hit me, then, as I realized I couldn’t share that experience with anyone.