Chapter 0171

Noah & Hannah

Noah’s POV

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Noah was tired of Drake’s obvious posturing. He was tired of the bastard constantly undermining him, trying to make him appear like an asshole. He was tired of Drake manipulating Hannah into thinking that he was anything more than a simpering playboy.

“Guys, please don’t do this.” Hannah stood, dusting herself off, and placed her hands on her hips. “This is ridiculous. I’m here to train, not to watch you two have a pissing contest.”

But Noah didn’t care. He whipped his head toward Hannah, gritting his teeth. “Hannah, go sit on the bench,” he commanded.

Drake nodded before Hannah could refuse. “It’ll be easier this way. You can choose whoever wins as your sparring partner.”

Hannah paused for a moment, her eyes flickering back and forth between the two of them, before she finally threw her hands up in exasperation and let out a huff. “Whatever,” she grumbled, brushing past them–making a point to nudge Noah roughly with her elbow as she passed.

of Noah’s throat at Hannah’s touch, and he felt his wolf

it was stupid, but his

And so did Noah.

Hannah’s POV

stomped over to the edge of the ring and ducked under the ropes, shooting Drake and Noah each a withering

I thought to myself as I hopped down to the floor and made my way over to the bench. I was just here to train so I could prepare to be a single mom and a female

a couple of teenage boys, having to posture to

now I wasn’t particularly inclined to pick either


my phone. A text from Viona in

eye–rolling emoji.

Amber: “What? Why?”

can

the emoji. “Because they’re men,” I replied. “Plain and simple.” My friends dissolved into laughing emojis and jibes directed

Chapter 0171

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