HannahI couldn’t help but feel guilty as I stared out the car window.The tall trees passing by were a dense green blur, the scent of pine and fresh air filling my nostrils even from inside the car. The sky was the clearest blue, perfect for an outing in the countryside. Melody was cooing happily i
He didn’t have to tell me twice. The miniature goats—one pure white and the other white with brown spots—were the cutest little things, and I couldn’t help myself.“Come here, little guy—”The moment I stepped into the pen, cooing at the goats, I must have struck a nerve; because the white one, with
HannahI could hardly catch my breath. The chef—the private chef—that Noah had apparently hired was bustling around the kitchen, bags of fresh produce and gourmet ingredients piled in his arms.I glanced at Noah, still reeling from the shock of it all. We weren’t just staying in some lavish rental,
HannahMy heart leaped into my throat, pounding so fiercely I was sure it echoed in the quiet night air.Was Noah actually proposing? Here, now, in a hot tub under the stars, with nothing but the sound of bubbling water and the distant rustle of trees to bear witness?I searched his face, my pulse q
“But only if we’d truly be equals, Noah,” I added firmly. “I won’t be relegated to ‘Luna’ duties, hosting charity events and serving as some kind of trophy wife.”I frowned, the thought turning my stomach. “Not that there’s anything wrong with being a Luna,” I amended quickly. “It’s a respected posi
HannahI stared at the document in my hands, the Alpha Council’s approval stamp glaring back at me.“You… When did you do this?”Noah shrugged as he slipped his robe on. “Since the moment I asked you to be my girlfriend.”My mind whirled as I thought back to that day six months ago—how Noah had said
“But you’re not every Alpha,” I mused quietly. “Neither am I.”Noah shook his head and laughed wryly. “No, we’re not. Which is exactly why I wanted to do this for you. For us.” He paused, his eyes searching the night sky for a moment before he turned his gaze to me once more.“I trust you with my li
HannahNoah and I resurfaced from the bubbling hot tub, out of breath and soaked through our robes. I grabbed the edge of the tub and hauled myself forward, laughing.“That was entirely my fault,” I breathed, pushing strands of wet hair out of my eyes. “Sorry about that.”Noah snorted, still spittin
“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