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STACY. “But wait—what’s the plan before we charge in there?” I ask, grabbing Jason’s arm to stop him. Jason turns his head slightly, a wry smirk tugging at his lips. “The plan?” he echoes, his voice low and calm despite the tension crackling around us. “The plan not to shift because this is a sm
Victor’s eyes gleam with cruel satisfaction as he pulls a blade from his belt. He lunges forward, the blade flashing in the dim light, and sinks it into Jason’s side. Jason lets out a strangled sound, dropping to one knee. “No!” The word rips from my throat as I see him collapse, clutching his sid
JASON. (Days later and Jason is still in a coma) I’m walking, or at least I think I’m walking dressed in a long sleeved white gown. The ground beneath me feels strange, almost weightless, as if I’m floating. Where am I and where is Stacy? I glance around looking for her until I notice there’s
The warmth of Stacy's embrace fades as she sits back down beside me, wiping at her tear-streaked face. My chest tightens at the thought of how much she’s been through while I was unconscious. I reach for her hand, threading my fingers with hers. “How is our son? Has he seen me like this?” I ask, m
STACY. I can’t stop smiling. Every breath Jason takes feels like a miracle, every groggy word he speaks is a gift I never thought I’d receive again. The doctors had been grim, their faces tight with concern every time they checked on him. 'The poison from the dagger was too strong,' they had sa
I glare at him, annoyed by his playful tone, and give his shoulder a light smack. “Stop teasing me.” “Ouch!” he exclaims, wincing as he grabs his shoulder. His grimace makes my stomach twist with guilt. “Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you,” I apologize quickly, leaning down
STACY. Two days later, we’re finally discharged from the hospital. The fresh air feels incredible as we step outside, and though I’m relieved Jason is recovering well, my thoughts are entirely focused on one thing—our son, Liam. The drive to Jason’s parents’ house feels longer than it should. Ja
JASON. “Stacy, what are you doing here?” I shoot up from my office chair, my pulse pounding in my ears… No one was allowed to come up here until I was done with my special meeting. Damn it… Liam, blissfully oblivious to the tension in the room, beams and bounces toward me but Stacy stops him mid
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Stacy sighs dramatically. “Men.” I grin, shaking my head. But deep down, I know how lucky we are. After everything, we made it. We fought our battles, we endured the worst, and we won. Now, we have everything we ever wanted... Love, family, and a future brighter than we ever imagined. And fo
HANNAH. An hour later, Laughter and music fill the air as guests drink, dance, and toast to our happiness. Alpha Jason and Stacy are still smirking from the earlier spectacle, but even they are caught up in the lighthearted atmosphere. Daniel never leaves my side. His hand stays firmly on my
Daniel stiffens. His entire body goes rigid, as his jaw tightens so hard I swear I hear his teeth grind. “What?” His voice is barely more than a growl. I nod, my grip on his hand tightening. “You heard me.” Fury flashes in his eyes, dark and dangerous. He doesn’t even hesitate before turning on h
HANNAH. I freeze in the doorway, my breath hitching as my brain struggles to catch up with the sight before me. Roxanne and Adrian. Together! Their bodies are tangled together with their hands greedy, and their lips locked in a desperate, forbidden kiss. Clothes are haphazardly disheveled, Roxann
I stare at the pile, then burst out laughing. “Were you two planning to open a pharmacy?” Daniel smirks. “Figured it was better to be thorough.” I shake my head, grabbing one of the tests and handing it to Stacy. “Alright, go pee on this.” Stacy glares at me like I just asked her to do something
HANNAH “You, get a doctor! Now!” Daniel’s voice booms through the wedding venue, commanding instant obedience from the nearest guard. But even as the order leaves his lips, I tighten my grip on his arm. “Baby, I am a doctor, remember?” His eyes flick to mine, realization dawning before he steps a
HANNAH. "Uh-uh, no, not today" Stacy says the moment her eyes land on Margaret. "Please, just hear me out," Margaret pleads, standing in a simple deep red dress suited for her age. She looks… hesitant, so unlike her usual self. Gone is the cold authority, and the condescending stare. Instead, he
HANNAH. (Hours later) Dinner is tense, the air thick with an unspoken rivalry that neither Roxanne nor I are willing to acknowledge outright. The dining room is dimly lit, with the scent of roasted chicken filling the air, but I can barely focus on the food. My attention is solely on Daniel and