The thought of dating made my stomach flutter with both excitement and anxiety. After the disaster with David, the idea of putting myself out there again was terrifying.But with Noah... it would be different, wouldn’t it? This was the man I had loved for so long, the father of my child. Maybe, just
HannahThe evening air was cool and refreshing against my heated skin as I walked Noah back out to his car. The setting sun was particularly vibrant tonight, the sky awash in almost blinding shades of pink and orange and red. It was a beautiful sight, but I found my eyes drawn to Noah instead, no ma
“I intend to make up for it,” he whispered, his grip tightening on my hand ever so slightly. “For all of it.”My heart fluttered at his touch, and I looked up to see those green eyes staring down at me, filled with the same intensity as when he had been holding our daughter. “Noah…”“Let me take you
NoahNoah straightened his tie, taking one last deep breath to calm his nerves. This was it—the moment of truth. Finally, he grabbed the handle and turned it.The single hanging light in the otherwise dark interrogation room was almost blinding as it gleamed off the polished surface of the metal tab
Noah felt sick. “And then what, Scott?”Scott swallowed hard. “And then poison you. Kill you. Zoe would marry me, and we would take over Nightcrest together.”Noah’s legs felt weak. He sank back into his chair, staring at Scott in disbelief. “But... but why? Why would you want that?”A bitter laugh
Hannah“I don’t like the idea of you going in there by yourself, Alpha Hannah. Not after what that bastard from Darkmoon did to you.”I frowned as I tugged my hood up, glancing out the car window at the seedy dive bar sitting on the corner. My guards had been especially on edge lately after my littl
“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’
HannahAlvin’s apartment was a disaster, and not just from my guards forcing entry.Empty bottles and takeout containers littered every surface, clothes were strewn across the floor, and what looked suspiciously like drug paraphernalia sat right in the middle of the coffee table. The large windows o
“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