JASON. The stack of paperwork on my desk seems to grow by the minute, but I can’t focus on any of it. My mind keeps wandering back to Stacy. It’s been a week since we officially got back together, and I swear, every second apart feels like torture. The way she laughs, the way her eyes light up
Alex shakes his head, frustration evident on his face. “Nothing yet. Miss Stacy’s new building doesn’t have any CCTV installed, so we don’t have any footage to work with. I’ve been asking around, but no one saw anything suspicious.” I clench my jaw, the familiar heat of anger rising. “That’s unacc
HANNAH. I lean over the sink in the hospital bathroom, gripping the edges as another wave of nausea crashes over me. My stomach churns, and I barely make it to the toilet before retching. My throat burns as I sit back on my heels, trying to catch my breath. This isn’t normal. I’ve been queasy f
STACY. “Hannah's definitely hiding something...” I mutter to myself as I lean against the cold wall of the hospital hallway, letting out a long sigh. Relief had washed over me knowing Alpha John was stable, but my mind kept circling back to Hannah who acted totally strange a few moments ago.
Walking through the foyer, the house feels unusually quiet as all servants have knocked off. Jason carries Liam upstairs, his footsteps soft on the wooden floor. I follow closely, opening the door to Liam’s room. Jason lays him down gently on the bed, pulling the blanket up to his chin. “Goodnight
HANNAH. (Hours later) The tires of my car crunch on the gravel road as I approach the Blue Moon pack’s borders, the early morning sun barely illuminating the dense forest surrounding me. My stomach churns with anxiety, the weight of my decision pressing down on my chest. I grip the steering wh
Her words hit like a slap, and I suddenly feel very small. My fingers tighten around the strap of my bag as I struggle to find my voice. "Well, I really need to see him." Beta Margaret doesn’t respond immediately. Instead, she looks me up and down, her judgment clear. “Suit yourself... Lucy, tell
HANNAH “Roxanne, we’ve talked about this,” Daniel says, his tone weary. He shrugs off her hand, stepping away. “You’re not my fiancée. We’ve been over this.” She glares at him, her nostrils flaring. “Not your fiancee??? Oh Daniel, but we both know it’s what’s best for the pack. Everyone expects
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