STACY. As Jason and I pull up to one of the fancy restaurants around the pack, my mind is still racing... The memory of the van, the screeching tires, and Jason’s arms around me flashes through my thoughts again and again. I shift in my seat, feeling anxious of what almost happened, but Jason doesn’t say anything. His face is set in stone, his grip firm on the steering wheel as he parks the car. The silence between us is thick. Part of me wants to say something—thank him again, maybe—but I swallow the words. I’m not ready to unpack whatever this is between us. Jason opens the door for me and I step out of the car to walk besides him like old days. The moment we enter the restaurant, I spot Jason’s mother, sitting at a table with some of the pack’s high-society ladies finishing up what looked like a meeting. As soon as her eyes land on us, her face twists in surprise while she waves a hand for us to go to her. “Stacy,” she says, blinking as if trying to make sense of my slig
JASON. Stacy’s door slams shut, and I’m left sitting alone in my car, her sharp words still hanging in the air like a slap to the face after I just spoke to my son. False hope? The accusation digs deep, but I can’t say she’s wrong. I did tell Liam what he wanted to hear, and I meant every word of it, but now... Now I wonder if I pushed too far, too soon. I exhale, running a hand through my hair. She’s still angry, and I can’t blame her. I just want us to be a family again ASAP. I want her and Liam back in my life, and home—where they belong. But I also know that I can’t force her. Not after everything I put her through. I take a deep breath, trying to calm the frustration boiling inside…. It doesn’t make the sting of her indirect rejection any less painful. With one last glance at the pack house, I mindlink two warriors to come and keep watch over her place. I don’t trust that the threat on her life has passed, and I’d rather be safe than sorry. Once that’s handled, I drive
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STACY "Is it just me, or is time standing still in this pack?" I swirl the red wine in my glass, staring blankly at the kitchen counter as my mind replays the day's events. From receiving two unknown threats on my life to hearing Jason’s reckless promises to Liam, the weight of it all presses heavily on my chest. Jason’s words keep echoing in my head—the way he casually told Liam we’d all be living together soon, like a family. I shake my head, frustration bubbling to the surface. How can he say that when he's still married to Nicole? A woman as dangerous and unpredictable as a ticking bomb. Does he even understand what he’s doing to Liam? Filling his head with promises, and false hope... I take another sip of wine, feeling the warmth trickle down my throat, but it does nothing to calm the storm raging in my thoughts. Liam deserves the truth—not this fantasy Jason seems so eager to create. ‘Stacy, like it or not, Liam is Jason's pup. There’s only so much you can do or say to ke
STACY. Jason leans in too much, lowering his voice just a little. His intoxicating scent takes over me like a warm embrace, pulling me closer with every breath, leaving my mind hazy and my heart racing in a way I can't control. “I think you should add more flowers. They soften the mood. Kind of like you.” he says in a husky voice. I shoot him a look, but my pulse quickens at the subtle flirtation. “Careful, Alpha Jason. You’re starting to sound like you know what you’re talking about.” He grins, the tension between us easing just a bit. “I might surprise you.” I roll my eyes but can’t help the small smile tugging at my lips. “Doubt it.” But even as I focus on the venue, I can feel his presence behind me—too close for comfort, but not close enough to push him away. He’s making this harder, being so... I don’t even know what. Charming? Attentive? Whatever it is, it’s messing with my head today and I can't concentrate on work… After we finish up at the venue, Jason drives u
NICOLE. My hands tremble as I grip the edge of the counter, desperately trying to find some stability amidst the storm raging inside me. To make matters worse, the exhaustion is unbearable; I haven’t slept since Jason dropped the bombshell. His words haunt me, replaying in my mind like a never-ending nightmare. Jason is filing for divorce all because of Stacy… The thought keeps echoing, twisting deeper into my chest like a knife. I can’t believe this is happening. He’s really leaving me for her. Suddenly a sharp knock interrupts my spiralling thoughts… Jason. I know it’s him from his intoxicating scent. I straighten up, brushing my hands over my clothes and wiping the corners of my eyes. He can’t see me like this—weak, and vulnerable. I open the door to the guest house I have been bound to with a smile, and there he is, standing like a force of nature with a stack of papers in his hand. His face is unreadable, his eyes as cold as I’ve ever seen them. I glance down at the p
STACY. It’s been a day since Jason poured his heart out, saying he was going to divorce Nicole. The weight of his words still lingers, even though I’ve been keeping myself busy, throwing all my focus into planning Alpha John's party to avoid thinking about him. Working from my apartment has been a quiet reprieve, but today, I need to get out. There are a few decor stores in town I’ve been meaning to check out, so I grab my bag, determined to put some distance between me and this suffocating apartment. I decide to take the bus to avoid Jason, but the lingering stares of packmates and their whispers follow me like a shadow as soon as I step out of my comfort zone. “Look, it’s her. ex Luna Stacy White, back from the dead.” “She’s just here to steal Alpha Jason away from poor Luna Nicole.” “Has she no shame, honestly?” I roll my eyes and plug in my earphones, drowning them out with music. Gossip has always been a favorite pastime for this pack. I refuse to let them get to
STACY. “The things I’m sorry for just keep piling up. I must sound like a broken record by now,” Jason breaks the silence as we walk toward his car. I can’t help the small smile that pulls at my lips for a moment. I glance at him, then quickly shift my gaze to the black van parked nearby, its presence sends an uneasy chill down my spine…To be honest after the first encounter with it, I don't want to be near it “At least you’ve learned how to apologize. That’s more than I ever got after the divorce,” I reply, my tone lighter than it was earlier. “But really, thanks for stepping in before things got out of hand.” Jason glances at me with a crooked smile, completely unfazed by what just went down in the coffee shop. “I’ve got to admit—you handled Nicole like a pro. I was impressed.” I chuckle, shaking my head. “I had three years of practice as Luna,” I quip, adjusting my bag on my shoulder and wanting to be out of sight from the van. “Anyway, I need to get to the venue. I have to