STACY. (Meanwhile at the new building) I stand in the middle of what will soon be my office, gesturing to the designer as I explain my vision. The space smells of fresh paint, and the hum of workers fills the air. There’s a sense of excitement bubbling inside me, knowing all known threats to
Back in my soon-to-be office space, my mind is all over the place, and no matter how much I tell myself it’s silly to worry—the new Jason isn’t the kind of man to be swayed by empty flirtation. 'You’re overthinking again,' my wolf chimes in, her tone firm but encouraging. 'If you’re so sure he’s ch
JASON. When Stacy says she's ready to love me, it feels as though the world shifts beneath my feet. Her words settle deep in my chest, igniting something I thought I’d lost forever. The barriers I’d built, the guilt I’ve carried for years, crumble in an instant. For a moment, I don’t move. I'm afr
Her protests dissolve into a soft whimper as I press a kiss to the spot, my teeth grazing it lightly. The temptation to claim her overwhelms me, but I force myself to pull back. Not yet. Not until she’s ready for everything that comes with being mine. She tilts her head, her eyes hazy with desire.
STACY. The past few days have been surreal, almost like a dream. After the electrifying-filled incident in Jason’s office, something shifted between us. It wasn’t just the way he looked at me, but the way he made me feel like I was the center of his world. He’s been attentive, sweet, and—dare I sa
A chill runs down my spine. “What woman?” I ask, my voice sharper now. “I don’t know. Dark hair, sunglasses, kind of in a rush. I figured she was with you,” he says with a shrug. My mind races, trying to piece this together. “I didn’t send anyone,” I say firmly. Jona’s eyes widen slightly. “Oh
STACY. Jason steps out first, turning to offer me his hand. “You ask too many questions,” he says, his tone teasing but firm. “Because you’re being suspicious,” I reply, but I take his hand anyway, letting him help me out. Jason signals the driver, who starts unloading bags from the trunk. My
STACY. A man in a crisp white and navy blue uniform approaches us, bowing respectfully. "Alpha Barron, ma’am," he says warmly. "Welcome aboard your yacht. I’m Captain Jeff Green, and I’ll be your captain for this cruise. Please allow me to escort you onboard." Jason extends his hand, a confident s
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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