JASON. BANG!!! The sound of Stacy's car crash hits me like a physical blow. I’ve been secretly following Stacy since she stepped out of office after our first meeting in a long time, hoping to get another moment to explain myself, and to fix things, but now, all that matters is getting to her.
"I think it's time for you to leave my pack, Barron," Daniel growls through clenched teeth. His eyes flash with barely contained fury. "Once the council gives their response to the alliance proposal, I'll call you." I know better. He just wants to get rid of me before I have a chance to speak to S
STACY. “You have exactly five minutes to say what you want to say then leave. And this time for good Jason. I don't want to see you or breath the same air as you.” I start the conversation while my body aches from the car crash I just encountered. Jason looks at me with remorse and desperation b
Jason swallows hard, looking like he’s on the verge of collapse. “I’m sorry, Stacy. I’m so sorry. But I can’t let you go again.” “Too bad.” My voice is cold, devoid of the warmth I once had for him. “Pretend we are dead to you... I’ve moved on. Liam and I have moved on. We don’t need you.” His f
NICOLE. Meanwhile in midnight pack... “Why is Jason not yet back?” I pace back and forth across the marble floors of the mansion, my fingers clenched into fists. The rage bubbling inside me threatens to spill over, but I bite my lip to keep it in check. It’s been two days since Jason ordered me
Victor lets out a disappointed sigh. “Nicole, you need to be smarter than this. You’re telling me you don’t know anything? Not a single piece of information we could use?” I feel a cold sweat start to form at the back of my neck. “I don’t… but maybe we could check his office? We could look through
STACY Hours after Jason left... I can’t help but smile when Hannah unexpectedly steps into my hospital room. It feels like it’s been ages since I last saw her, and despite the circumstances, her presence is exactly what I need. "Stacy!" Hannah exclaims, rushing over and wrapping me in a hug. H
JASON. I sit in my office, the weight of the past few days settling over me like a heavy cloud, but finally, there’s a ray of hope. The pack business is going smoothly, yet my mind is elsewhere, focused on two persons: Stacy and my son Liam. How can I get them back home without much fuss? Sudd
I squeeze her arm. “Deal.” Another knock sounds at the door, breaking the moment. “Luna, it’s time,” an omega announces. My stomach flips. This is it. I take a deep breath, my hands shaking slightly. This isn’t just a wedding. It’s a second chance—at happiness, at love, at rewriting my story
STACY. (Meanwhile in another room in the mansion) I sit in front of the mirror as my mom fixes my hair, the soft bristles of her brush gliding through my blonde curls. I should be excited because it’s my wedding day and I just got the sweetest note from my mate a few minutes ago but something fe
His words settle deep in my chest. He’s right. Stacy is giving me another chance, but that doesn’t erase what I did. “I’ll love her right this time,” I say, my voice firm. “Divorce will never be an option again.” A proud smile tugs at his lips. “Good.” The conversation shifts to lighter topics
JASON. An hour later after Stacy's dress distress moment at the bridal shop, I stand at the wedding venue which looks perfect. White and gold decorations gleam under the afternoon sun, and the floral arrangements line the aisle exactly as planned. Everything is in place, just as my mother promised
“Alright, what’s the crisis this time?” she asks, her hands on her hips. I glance at Jason, who’s still wearing that unreadable smirk that’s been tormenting me all morning. “First, tell me what happened at the club that has your Alpha smiling like that.” I say pointing to Jason. Hannah frowns, l
STACY. (Meanwhile in midnight pack) It's the day before my wedding, I sit on a plush cream couch in the boutique while my fingers absently smoothing the fabric of my skirt. My gaze shifts to Jason, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, his lips curved into that same infuriatingly smug
DANIEL. (Meanwhile in Blue Moon pack) It’s been two damn days since Hannah left, slamming the door behind her, leaving me with more questions than answers. The mansion feels colder, quieter, like her absence has stolen something vital from it and me... I have tried calling her cell none-stop but
STACY. (The Next Morning) “Oh, my head...” The pounding ache in my skull drags me awake, and as I slowly open my eyes, the sunlight streaming through the curtains feels like a stab to my senses. My mouth is dry as sand, and my stomach is twisting uneasily. “What happened last night?” I groan, tu
I stalk toward the bed, my eyes locked with hers. As soon as I reach her side, she grabs my hips and pull me towards her face. Her warm breath fans against my erection, sending shivers of anticipation down my spine. She leans forward, running the tip of her tongue along the underside of my rigid c