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
HANNAH. Oh goddess, someone please say anything… I feel the weight of their curious, doubtful, and assessing stares pressing down on me. Dozens of high rank pack members, all watching, and judging me. My fingers twitch against the silk of my dress, but I force them to stay still. I knew this wou
She picks up on the second ring. “Hi Hannah! Finally, I was beginning to think you got kidnapped that you haven't called me.” I let out a dry chuckle. “Oh, trust me, it feels like it. Besides, I didn't want to disturb your honeymoon.” She hums knowingly. “Oh Hun, that bad?” I glance over my sh
HANNAH (A few days later) Satin clings to my skin, heavy, stiff, and wrong while I try on the hundredth gown which feels like a disaster waiting to happen… "So Luna, do you like this one?" the seamstress asks politely. I tilt my head slightly as I stand before the mirror, drowning in lace an
HANNAH. A few minutes later, the fitting room still hums with tension, the echoes of Daniel and Adrian’s clash linger like static in the air. But as I slip out of the heavy, suffocating gown and back into something comfortable, a familiar warmth soothes my frayed nerves as the men step outside the
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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