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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.

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

a strange clarity settling over him in those moments. It was as if… As if a fog was lifting from his mind,

remembered feeling so happy just days before the divorce.

and called after her. Scott had found

of jasmine tea later to soothe his nerves. “You’ve known this for months. Why

clear his head.

him now. It was so intense it almost took his breath away. He missed her. The realization hit him like a ton


on his car keys resting on a

grab the keys and go, he heard a soft clinking behind him. A moment later, a pair of arms snaked around his waist from behind.

baby?” she asked. “You

can’t stop thinking about Melody,” he admitted. “She looks just like me, Zoe. Those

imperceptibly. “Noah,” she said, her tone carefully controlled, “we’ve talked about this. I told

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