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Noah

Noah stood by the window, his eyes fixed on the gardeners working diligently outside. The meticulously manicured lawn stretched out in front of him, a sea of green punctuated by vibrant flower beds. But his mind was elsewhere, replaying the moment he had seen his daughter for the first time.

Those eyes. Forest green, just like his own.

The image of that baby’s tiny face was burned into his memory, her delicate features a perfect blend of him and Hannah. His wolf had recognized her instantly that primal part of him knowing without a doubt that this was his kin, his flesh and blood.

Melody. What a lovely name. Her soft coos and gurgles were like a song.

Noah couldn’t help but wonder, in that moment, why he had ever doubted that that baby was his.

Hannah… She wouldn’t cheat on him.

wolf growled, “she wouldn’t. Why did we

if… As if a fog was lifting

days before the divorce. So

and he had run out the door and called after her. Scott had found him running down the road in his wolf form, dazed and confused, and had brought

you, man,” Scott had told him as he brought him a cup of jasmine tea later to soothe his nerves. “You’ve known this for

the tea had helped clear his head. Right… Hannah had

through him now. It was so intense it almost


his car keys resting on a nearby

go, he heard a soft clinking behind him. A moment later, a pair of arms snaked around his waist from behind. The familiar scent of jasmine enveloped

she

“I… I can’t stop thinking about Melody,” he admitted. “She looks

him, her arms tightening almost imperceptibly. “Noah,” she said, her tone carefully controlled, “we’ve talked about this. I told you already

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