ВойтиHannah's POV I have just finished baking cookies to feed to Olivia when Clara informs me Liam wants me in our bedroom. “Why–” I want to ask but stop.“Feed these to Olivia and make sure she finishes it,” I say, pointing to the heart shaped cookies I made. She's been craving my cookies. But the troubles in the Pack and mansion has kept me from doing one of the things I enjoy doing for a while now. “Yes ma'am.”I don't suspect anything off or strange as I leave the general Mansion’s kitchen to our quarters. Until I see the guards and maids in unusual positions. Unlike when they used to mount in corners around and closer to the quarter, they are far away. All of them. Like they are distancing themselves. I frown, wanting to stop and ask. But—“Baby!”I hear Liam's voice. And I turn.His face is glowing… happy, cheerful. “Did you get my message? Hurry up!” He urges me, still smiling, still waving. Still cheerful. What's going on?We have already accomplished the facade of publi
Nathan's POVAs I drive away after dropping Hannah in front of the mansion, I can't help but hope she listens to my suggestions. It will be bloody.It's either I die or Liam Durk dies. Either way, one of us will not live to make it after the elections.“I'll kill you Liam Durk… I swear it…” I snarl, my jaw locking hard.I grip my steering wheel hard as flashes of my mother's painful groans, her pitiful sight as she breathed her last and her words echo in my head. I can't let it go. Never. I must take my revenge. On the ones that have hurt her… the ones that have caused nothing but pain for us… I will get revenge.My mother died painfully.She was brutally stabbed in a way only mere weak animals are murdered. Now I have been denied a mother. The excruciating pain of it will never leave me. The worst part is learning that the hate and anger I had for her all these years was never any of her fault. I had hated her for nothing. For the sins she didn't commit. For the sins of others.
Hannah's POV After minutes of driving, Nathan pulls over in front of the Durk mansion.Immediately, I step down. No words. No goodbyes. No laters. “Hannah.”I hear his voice and my heart instantly skips.I stop, then turn. “Take Olivia and leave the Pack…” he says.Although I'm already considering it, I've not mentioned it to anyone. But hearing him say it to me now…“Liam will become a different person after the elections…” Nathan continues when I just stare blankly at him. “I'll help you. Let me know once you've made up your mind. I'll be waiting,” he says, his voice soft and calm. But I hear desperation and silent pleading in it. I don't say a word as he wounds the window up. As his car drives off, I allow my shoulder slowly falls, a quiet breath leaving me. I stand there, watching, until his car completely disappears into the dust before I slowly turn to face the gate. But I don't immediately start walking inside. I can't bring myself to. Not after what happened… not afte
Nathan's POV I don't have extra clothes after our little playful squabble caused some contents to spill on me. Not thinking too much about it, I take off my clothes down to my pants, leaving only my briefs on.But soon, I realize what a bad decision I have just made. I'm about to continue washing dishes when it hits me—like a sudden wave, almost knocking breath out of me. Only that this wave is accompanied by something else. Something dangerous to both my heart and my body. Something I'm still trying to figure out when my wolf slams hard against my chest.‘God help me, if this is what I think it is.’Slowly, I sniff the air. I have barely finished when a new wave strikes me— feminine, vanilla, female heat scent. And before I can stop myself, my legs wheel a cycle. Right there, on the very bed behind me, is Hannah, gaze dark with desires that makes something instantly snaps inside me. “Fuck.” I cuss, blood rushing through me. I feel my wolf. Hyper. In need. Wanting, needing… l
Hannah's POV “Does he remember anything?”“Is he seeing the same images in my head?”My heart races quicker as Nathan approaches me. Just before he gets to where I'm standing, I sharply spin my head back to the front.But my heart doesn't stop beating. “Everything alright?” he asks, slipping beside me. My nostrils catch a whiff of his scent— a mixture of his wolf scent and woody perfume. It makes my head momentarily light. And tingles something inside me. “Hannah?” he calls softly, leaning in.My gaze swings up. I feel him so close to me. His grey eyes stare down at me innocently so much I can't help but let my eyes gawk… at his painfully and heart squeezing handsome face. His lips are dry but the succulence hasn't left it one bit. And his eyes… gosh, they pull me in and make me want to keep starring.Goddess, has he no idea what he does to me?Swallowing, I step back, quickly.‘Not again Hannah, not again.’ ‘You can't keep taking him away from Brenda. You can't keep hurting
Hannah's POV I keep walking, not stopping, not even glancing behind my shoulder, until I'm completely out of the gates of the new Alpha house. In front of the fence, I stand, a part of me wondering what to do with the remaining time in my hands. Time supposed to be for the Omega’s announcements and the last bits of the meeting.But as I stand there, several emotions flood me. Guilt the heavier of them all. I wonder if anyone had seen me slip away while my own mate and husband lost face. Lost argument. Shouldn't I have stood up and defended him if everything was alright as we claimed?What else will they argue about while I'm away? Perhaps they'll dive into my own topic, arguing so many things about me that I hate to bring myself to think now.I sigh, feeling an ache in my temple. I crave some quietness and aloneness and I want to leave here, but to where?Going home is the last thing I want to do. Not with the hollowness inside me. Not with the uneasy feelings that tightens in m
~Nathan~ I look up from my plate–towards my foster mother. “I don't remember anything. My brain holds no memory of that place.” But it's a lie. I remember everything. In fact, one of the punishments of making it out of Grimswood forest alive is the painful vivid remembrance of all that happened t
~Hannah~Nathan doesn't move the car but instead he turns off the engine. “I know,” he mumbles. He glances up to meet my confused stare. “I know you did not cheat on Liam. I know that Olivia's father isn't here and…I know that Olivia is my daughter.”If there's a moment they say the world stopped
~Hannah~Liam grabs my waist. I've just returned from sending Olivia off to school. His eyes are bloodshot and almost closing up. He has a drunk grin on. He leans into my neck and smells me. “Fvck, I–love this,” he slurs as he guides my waist into a slow rhythm dance. He's completely intoxicated.
~Hannah~“Mate!”As Brenda falls into Nathan's arms, every bit of life in me collapses. I run inside, my legs heavy yet propelling me forward. My chest wants to explode from pain. I've always known things never work out for me. Why do I always forget and get excited for nothing?As I corner toward







