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
HANNAH. The bracelet sparkles under the festival lights as I twist it nervously around my wrist. It’s beautiful—but not more than the pendant I received a day ago…The thought of Daniel's sweet gestures me makes my heart race. No one’s ever done something like this for me before just to say sorry. I
My breath catches in my throat. The idea of visiting his pack again, of stepping into his world, is as exciting as it is terrifying. “I’ll think about it,” I manage, my voice barely above a whisper. A small smile tugs at his lips. “That’s all I ask.” He extends his hand to me, palm up. “In the mea
STACY. Next morning after the festival, I glance out the car window as the scenery rushes past, the excitement of the morning overshadowed by my racing thoughts. Jason is focused on the road, one hand gripping the wheel, the other resting comfortably on my leg. For someone who claims to be so perce
I take a step forward. “Natalie, what you said—” “I know,” she interrupts, her voice cracking. “I know I hurt you. I wasn’t thinking straight, and I’ve paid for it every day since I lost my job. Please, ma'am. I’ll do anything. Just… forgive me. I need this job to survive.” Jason huffs, his voice
MARGARET The midday sun streams through the grand windows of my office, casting golden beams across the polished mahogany desk. Patience has never been my strong suit, but today, it’s necessary. My fingers tap a steady rhythm on the desk’s surface, my gaze locked on the door. Finally, a soft knock
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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