LOGIN“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
HannahNoah’s hand was warm on the small of my back as he steered us toward our table, which was intimately positioned in the corner of the restaurant. A small candle flickered in the center of the little round table, the scent of wine and steak wafting into my nose as we took our seats.“I hope thi
“What’s that?” Viona asked, her expression turning serious again.I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “If we got back together, I could lose my title. Nightcrest would absorb Silvermoon, which I suppose would be okay since Silvermoon residents wouldn’t be without an Alpha, but…”My voice trail
“Political asylum?” I asked, looking back at her. “What did you do?”Jen’s face remained impassive, but I noticed her shoulders tense slightly. “I… got into a bit of trouble in Darkmoon a few years back. I’ve been in hiding since then.” She leaned forward slightly, her voice dropping even lower. “I’
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. Right… My date with Noah. In all the chaos, I had almost forgotten about it.“I suppose I should,” I said. “It involves his daughter, after all. He deserves to know.”It still felt strange, thinking of Noah as Melody’s father after everything that had happen







