Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth by Aurora Starling

Chapter 0269

Hannah

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I awoke with a start, the warm sun against my cheek doing little to quell my sudden jolt. The white sheets against my skin felt soft and warm but unfamiliar, and for a moment, panic gripped me.

This wasn’t my bed. These pillows, though plush and stuffed with down, weren’t mine. The curtains hanging from the windows were sheet, not thick and heavy with velvet and tassels.

And then it hit me.

Slowly, memories of the previous night trickled back. The gala, the nightmare, and then… Noah.

My cheeks flushed as I remembered the way he had carried me up the stairs, the feel of his lips on mine, the heat of his body against my flesh. His taut muscles as he moved above me. His long fingers gripping the headboard. His tousled hair falling into his eyes.

My name on his lips.

scent of him still lingered on the pillows, indicating that he had only just recently left the room, although I

a night of passion that I

immediately washed over me, my wolf whining softly in confusion. What had I done? This was only going to make things more complicated between

to Noah, even though we had made love just hours ago. The secret felt heavier than ever. Liar, a little voice in the back of my head seemed

sure that Noah really was already gone. His side of the bed was cold, the sheets neatly tucked. Always the early riser. It used to drive me insane back when we still slept together every night, but it felt like

quickly skittered down the hall to my room, which was not far. Once inside, I showered in too–hot water, almost as if it would

fingers fumbled clumsily with the buttons of my blouse. The mirror reflected a woman I barely recognized anymore, a woman who I

stomach, there was still a pleasant emptiness lingering–like a weight had been lifted off

the first time we had made love outside of our monthly intimacy nights in… Well, I couldn’t

made my way to my office, I tried to focus

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Chapter 0269

the night I had spent with Noah. But my thoughts kept drifting back to him, to the way he had touched me, the way his green eyes grew husky and his eyelids drooped as he

I didn’t think so; it was my name he had