Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth
He could practically feel the weight of Hannah’s stare as well, her silent challenge lingering in the air between them.
You wouldn’t want to disappoint the children, would you? Her gaze seemed to say. Or disappoint me?
With an inward groan, Noah reluctantly reached for the nearest puppet—a garish purple dragon with a floppy tail and a lopsided grin. He slipped his hand inside, his fingers finding the holes to bring the puppet to life as he cleared his throat.
“Once upon a time,” he began again, deepening his voice into an exaggerated growl as he moved the dragon puppet through the air, “there was a greedy dragon named... Sir... Snorts-a-lot.”