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