“Oh Stacy... whatever’s going on in your life, don’t let it drown you. You’ve been through worse and come out stronger. You’ll get through whatever it is you won't share.” Her words catch me off guard but settle something in me, grounding me for the first time all day. “Thanks, Lizzy.” I give he
STACY. Hours later, I arrive at the mansion, the soft glow of the evening lights spilling across the driveway. As I push open the heavy front door, an unsettling stillness greets me. The house is unnervingly quiet. Liam should be waiting for me to return home to talk about all the gifts he picke
“Firstly, I would like to say sorry,” he says quietly with a steady voice it irritates me more but I keep my fake composure. “For what?” I ask, arching a brow. “You’re going to have to be specific.” “For everything.” He sighs, running a hand through his hair. “For Velkan. For not telling you the
JASON. The sound of Stacy’s retreating footsteps echoes in my mind long after she’s left the kitchen. Her words linger too, sharp and heavy like daggers lodged in my chest. I know I deserve her anger. I deserve every ounce of it. But knowing doesn’t make it hurt any less. I glance at the food I j
JASON. I hold up a hand, my glare never leaving Daniel. “Hannah, please go back home.” “But—” “Now,” I snap, my tone leaving no room for argument. She flinches but nods quickly, stepping toward her car. “Alpha, please don’t do anything to him,” she pleads, her voice barely above a whisper.
STACY. (Next day) I stare into the mirror, groaning under my breath. My reflection mocks me: pale skin, shadows under my eyes, and a tiredness I can’t shake no matter how much makeup I pile on. ‘We look like death warmed over us,’ my wolf grumbles in my head, her tone a mix of concern and irri
STACY. I nod. “I’ve been thinking about it for a while. Expanding the business just makes sense, especially with how many connections I will potentially make after tonight.” Lizzy studies me for a moment. “Does this mean you’re staying? You know, for good?” I glance at her briefly before retur
JASON. “Don't worry Alpha, Miss white is fine,” The medic assures me for the third time that Stacy will be fine after passing out for a few seconds, but my chest still feels like it’s in a vice. I can't believe she starved herself to reach such a point. What was she thinking? I watch her finis
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