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
STACY. “Can you please move that vase a little to the left?” I give instructions to one of the omega servants present in the room. “Yes my lady,” she replies politely with a nod as she moves the vase. The air is buzzing with excitement as I make my way around the dining room, ensuring every de
STACY “Why you ungrateful mutt, is this the nonsense you called us for?” Jason's father is the first person to erupt at his announcement. Alpha John might be the former Alpha but he still command with dominance and power whenever he spoke. Jason scoffs at his father's words which I had never see
STACY. The house is eerily quiet after the last guests leave. Only Linda lingers, her ever so kind and loving face is etched with concern as she watches me cradle my now sleeping son. The warmth in her eyes is a stark contrast to the icy chill that has settled in my heart. “Stacy,” Linda break
STACY. But this isn't a dream. It's all reality. I bow to show some submissiveness because I know he isn't bluffing with his threat. Jason's expression doesn't soften; instead he looks at me with a mixture of disdain and impatience. “I'm giving you today to pack your things. You will be mov
JASON. “Will you be needing me for the evening Alpha?” My Beta, Alex inquires as he pulls up in my driveway at home. I sigh and shake my head, “No Alex, you can take the evening off… Come in tomorrow morning,” I rub my tempos as I had a stressful day at the office and now I was home. I used to l
STACY. Beep, beep, beep…. I wake up to the sterile scent of antiseptic and the hum of machines echoing in my ears. My body feels heavy, and my head is foggy as I try to make sense of where I am. I look around the cold, white walls and the sharp, clinical smell make it clear—I'm in a hospital.
STACY. Minutes later, the car hums along the road that led to the mansion, and I sit in silence, my mind swirling in chaos. Nicole’s pregnant for Jason... The words echo over and over in my head, like a cruel mantra I can’t escape. I can't fathom Jason and Nicole are going to have a baby,
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
She ends the call and turns to me, practically glowing with excitement. "Great news. That was an old friend of mine who owns a bridal boutique. I asked for a favor earlier, and she’s sending over a selection of dresses, ones you’ll actually like." I let out a breath of relief, shaking my head. "Th
ANNAH. (An hour later) I sit cross-legged on the couch, flipping through a bridal magazine Stacy came home with while she scribbles notes in a planner. The coffee table between us is littered with fabric swatches, floral arrangements, and sample wedding invitations. The scent of fresh roses fr
"You’re a damn tease," I snap. Daniel only smirks before lowering his mouth to my breast, his tongue flicking over my nipple before sucking it between his lips. "Mmm," I murmur, arching my back to press my breast further into his mouth. My body is on fire, every nerve ending alive under his touc
HANNAH "You want proof that you are the only woman I love? Fine. I'll show you proof," Daniel says while locking the bedroom door behind him. I frown slightly as my pulse quickens. "What do you think you are doing?” He doesn't respond to my question but walks toward me with the grace of a leop
She nods faintly, leaning against me as we walk. But just as we reach the steps, Roxanne stumbles. I react instantly, catching her before she can fall. Her hands grip my shoulders for support, and as I pull her upright, our faces end up dangerously too close even for my own comfort. Her breath bru
Roxanne doesn’t react immediately. She just studies me, her eyes flickering with something I can’t quite place. I don’t offer more because that’s the truth. Hannah isn’t perfect. But with her, I don’t feel the weight of politics, alliances, or expectations pressing down on me. She makes me feel al
DANIEL. (Meanwhile on the side of the pack) The quiet hum of the air conditioning fills Roxanne’s hotel suite, but it does nothing to cool the unease settling in my chest while I sit on the couch with my fingers tapping absent minded against my knee as I stare at the untouched glass of whiskey on