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
“Will we?” Noah leaned forward, pressing his hand into the tiles behind my head. His dark hair fell into his eyes, a husky look taking over his smoldering gaze.I bit my lower lip and nodded. “I think it’s only fitting.” My hand closed around his member. “Our intimacy nights should be every night th
NoahAfter their vacation, Nightcrest seemed smaller somehow. The house suddenly felt too quiet, too still, after the weekend that Noah had spent with his mate.Noah had become accustomed to the house being this quiet. With Hannah living in her house in Silvermoon and no Beta around, it was usually
Noah forced himself to breathe, keeping his temper in check. “She’s my mate, and she suffered at Zoe’s hand. We’re making things right. Both of us.”A beat of silence, and Noah could almost feel his father recalculating. This conversation wasn’t going as expected, and that was the point.“I assume y
HannahI cursed under my breath as I read Noah’s text again, wishing that it wasn’t real.His father was coming for dinner. This weekend. The words felt like stones sinking in my stomach.Marcus.It had been years since I had seen the man, and every memory of him was colored in black and white. He w
HannahI laughed stiffly at that. “Funny,” I said, bouncing Melody a little in my arms. “I know she has fairer looks than you, Marcus, but she is your granddaughter.”Marcus said nothing. And as I met his cold, calculating gaze, the tightness in my chest deepened. The faint trace of amusement died o