STACY. I step out of the coffee shop, Jason’s lingering kiss still warm on my lips. But my mind is already spinning with thoughts about Hannah. Something about Jason’s reaction when I mentioned her possible pregnancy doesn’t sit right with me. He knows something. I can feel it. And if he won’t tel
ROXANNE. (Hours prior to Hannah leaving Blue Moon) The slam of Daniel’s office door reverberates in my chest as I storm down the hall, seething. My hands clench into fists at my sides, my nails digging into my palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks all because of Daniel who has been distant for we
JASON. (Meanwhile in Alpha Jason's office) The package on my desk feels heavier than it should as I carefully open it that my breath catches when the box inside clicks open, revealing the ring—a masterpiece of sapphire and diamonds set in platinum. It sparkles under the office light, but the wei
“It’s not what it looked like,” I say, scrambling. “She—uh—needed help with something.” Stacy doesn’t look convinced. “You’re a terrible liar, Jason.” “I swear, it’s not what it looks like,” I plead, stepping closer to her. “My love, trust me.” Her eyes lock onto mine, searching for something—
STACY. "Why is everyone hell burnt on keeping secrets from me today?" I storm out of Jason’s office this time I'm not going back, my heels clicking sharply against the tiled floor. My chest is tight, and my mind is a whirlwind of emotions as I can't believe everyone wants to keep secrets from me
STACY. “Ohhh, Jay,” I gasp when Jason suddenly presses me up against the wall, running his knuckles along my cheek and leaving delicious tingles all over me. “I like how you freely express yourself now, love,” he whispers, his lips grazing my ear. “I’m your man, and it turns me on when you become
DANIEL. (Next day) The clang of metal against metal echoes across the training grounds as warriors spar with precision and strength. I stand at the edge of the field, arms crossed, watching them, but my focus is elsewhere. Hannah. Her name runs through my mind like a mantra, her hurt expression
I exhale, sinking back into my chair. My phone buzzes again, another video update from Marcus. This time, it’s of Hannah wearing the pendant, her smile brighter than before. Despite everything, a small smile tugs at my lips. Let Mother plot all she wants. I’ll fight for Hannah—and I’ll win. --- T
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