“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.
Hannah“How did the meeting go?”Noah pulled out of the driveway leading to Luna Alanna’s vast estate, the car tires crunching on the pebbles. He turned onto the main road, which wound through rolling hills topped with thick forests of tall pine trees.Luna Alanna’s words rang in my head—“In the eve
“So,” Noah suddenly said as we ate, his voice low and serious, “I still can’t find anything concrete about WhiteRabbit.” His brow furrowed with concern, a shadow passing over his features. “I’m worried about your safety, Hannah. I think it would be best if you stayed close to me for now.”His words
HannahThe doctor put away his stethoscope with a sigh, his brow furrowed as he turned to face us. The sound of the metal instrument clinking against his desk seemed unnaturally loud in the quiet room, echoing off of the sterile white walls.“You may need to undergo amniocentesis,” he said, his voic