STACY. (Meanwhile in midnight pack) It’s been days since the grand opening of my building, and the excitement I once felt is slowly turning into unease. I sit at my desk, staring at the neatly stacked contracts, all ready for signatures, but not a single one has come back. Every one of those packm
Hannah hesitates, then reaches out to squeeze my arm. “Come on,” she says, her voice firm but kind. “Let’s go to my place. We can soak in our misery together.” Despite everything, a small laugh escapes me. “You’re miserable too?” She gives me a wry smile. “You have no idea.” --- At Hannah’s hous
STACY. A few minutes later we step into Hannah's bedroom, and her closet is a sea of black. I pull out dress after dress, each one practically identical to the one before it—short, sleek, and undeniably stylish, but so monochromatic it feels like I’m stuck in a fashion void. “Seriously, Hannah?”
STACY. Before I can answer, Hannah steps into view behind me, her arms crossed and a playful smirk on her face. “We’re celebrating,” she says before I can come up with something vague. Jason raises a brow. “Celebrating what exactly?” “Freedom,” Hannah teases, leaning against the doorframe. “On
JASON. Who the fuck is touching my mate?! My blood boils instantly when I spot Stacy in the arms of another man. A Gamma. He’s holding her as she giggles, her head tilting back, her soft laugh like a dagger to my chest. My wolf roars and before I know it, I’m across the crowded room. My hand clam
JASON. Stacy’s wearing a deep red, two-piece lingerie set that clings to every curve of her body. The sheer material leaves little to the imagination, and the sight sends a wave of heat coursing through me. My wolf lets out a pleased growl, his possessiveness surging. “Stacy,” I say, my voice rou
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
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
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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