As we step outside, the crisp mid morning air greets me, clearing some of the lingering tension in my chest. Daniel leads me to his car, and for the first time today, I feel like I can finally breathe. --- Fifteen minutes later, we get to the pack hospital which looks is busier than I expected. Nu
HANNAH. I hold my breath as the doctor continues moving the ultrasound probe across my belly, his brows slightly furrowed in concentration. Daniel is practically leaning forward in his seat, his grip on my hand firm as he watches the screen intently. "Well?" Daniel prompts, his voice thick with
HANNAH I exhale, rubbing my temples. "Honestly, I don't know. Maybe she thinks it’s improper for us to share a room before the wedding, even though we’re already—" I motion toward my stomach, giving him a pointed look. Daniel shakes his head, jaw tight with irritation. "This is unacceptable. Thi
Outbursts? That was an outburst? I exhale slowly, forcing back the retort bubbling in my throat. Margaret straightens. "We’ll resume tomorrow. I expect better behavior from you, Hannah." I nod stiffly, but as I gather my things, I catch Adrian's grin widening. He’s enjoying this. I’m going
STACY. (Meanwhile at the desert) Warm sunlight spills through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the hotel suite we have not left since we stepped foot in. My body feels heavy, wrapped in the warmth of the sheets due to the lingering heat of last night’s wild passion.. A lazy smile t
STACY. Beyond the doors Jason opens is a stunning private pool, shimmering under the morning sun. The pool stretches out toward the horizon, where golden sand dunes roll endlessly into the distance. The entire desert looks like a painting—vast, untouched, and breathtakingly beautiful. “Oh my god
STACY. By the time we return to our suite, we’re covered in a thin layer of sand. It clings to my skin, my hair and everywhere. Jason smirks, glancing at me as he shakes his head, sending grains of sand flying. “You look like you were rolling in the dunes,” he teases. I gasp dramatically. “Me?
HANNAH (Back in Blue Moon Pack) The dress feels like a mistake. Beta Margaret had chosen it earlier when she visited the mansion. The dress is a royal purple silk gown that clings to my curves and cascades to the floor in elegance. It’s undeniably expensive, a statement of status and refinemen
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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