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
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. (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
“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
“We’ve prepared a private room,” she continues, ushering us inside. “And we’ve selected the finest pieces for you to try, Luna.” I glance at Margaret, who is already nodding in approval and following store assistant. I force a polite smile and follow them behind. “Great.” When we get to the pr
HANNAH. “What's going on here?” Margaret asks again while her eyes sweep over my appearance—bare legs, Daniel’s oversized shirt hanging loosely on my frame—and her lips press into a thin line. I suddenly feel incredibly exposed and I wish I wore something more respectful before stepping out of t
HANNAH. Hours later, the towering iron gates of the Blue Moon Pack open slowly, revealing a sight that still manages to steal my breath. The mansion is as grand as I remember—dark stone walls, towering windows reflecting the dimming sunset, and an air of authority that makes my stomach knot.
A breathless laugh escapes me as I grip the front of his shirt. “I love you too Daniel Black.” The music swells, and Daniel immediately pulls me into a dance, Stacy and Jason join us nearby, smiling. And for the first time in forever, I let myself believe— Maybe this isn’t a mistake. Maybe this
HANNAH Oh, Goddess. What do I even say? The entire crowd of guests has gone silent as they wait to hear if Daniel is my mystery man and responsible for my pregnancy... The weight of a hundred stares presses down on me, whispers rippling like a brewing storm. I can feel their curiosity, excitement
She looks away, as if expecting me to be angry. As if waiting for me to demand an explanation, or lash out. Instead, I exhale slowly. There it is. The truth. Hannah is carrying my pup. And there’s only one thing left to do to make things right. I drop to one knee. Gasps ripple through the crowd
DANIEL. Alpha Jason and Stacy's ceremony had been nothing short of a soap opera. Natalie’s unexpected arrival, the hostage situation, Jason being forced to agree to her demands just to keep Stacy safe—it had all unfolded in a whirlwind of chaos. For a moment, I had honestly thought Jason wouldn’t
A horrified murmur spreads through the hall. Everyone watches, frozen. The guards hesitate, their hands twitching toward their weapons, but no one dares to act. I notice Natalie’s grip on Stacy tightens. The knife pressing against her throat, just enough to make her whimper. "Mommy!" I hear Liam'
JASON. The moment my eyes land on the letter in Stacy’s trembling hands, my stomach twists violently. I know that letter and I know exactly who’s standing beneath that black veil… A memory slams into me with brutal force, dragging me back in time— [Flashback] I’m twelve years old, sitting alone