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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
JASON. An hour into the party, I find myself leaning against one of the tall cocktail tables, nursing a glass of whiskey as my eyes trail Stacy across the room. She’s in her element—composed, graceful, effortlessly weaving through the crowd while ignoring me and ensuring everything runs seamlessly
STACY. The past few days have been surreal, almost like a dream. After the electrifying-filled incident in Jason’s office, something shifted between us. It wasn’t just the way he looked at me, but the way he made me feel like I was the center of his world. He’s been attentive, sweet, and—dare I sa
STACY. (Meanwhile at the new building) I stand in the middle of what will soon be my office, gesturing to the designer as I explain my vision. The space smells of fresh paint, and the hum of workers fills the air. There’s a sense of excitement bubbling inside me, knowing all known threats to
JASON. (A few hours later) The stack of files on my desk seems endless, but I force myself to get through them. Patrol reports, new trade agreements, pack expansions—it’s the usual grind. Yet my thoughts keep wandering to Stacy. I lean back in my chair, running a hand over my face, wondering h







