Chapter 352

Hannah. Noah pulled me close, his arm protectively around my shoulders as we left the doctor's office. His familiar scent calmed my lingering panic. I leaned on him while we waited for my driver.

Looking around the parking lot, I didn't see Noah's car. "Where's your car?" I asked.

He ran a hand through his hair, looking sheepish. "I didn't bring it. I… I ran here. In my wolf form."

I pulled back, surprised. "You what?"

"I didn't think about a car. I just… ran. Straight to you."

The image of Noah sprinting through the streets in his wolf form, desperate to reach me, filled my heart. "But how did you know I needed you?"

Noah's expression turned serious. His green eyes were intense. "I felt it. A tug in my heart, like when you were kidnapped. I knew you needed me, and I couldn't leave you."

The car arrived. Noah opened the door for me, ensuring my comfort before joining me. As we drove home, I leaned against him. His strong arms around me brought a sense of safety and peace I hadn't felt in a long time.

Noah shifted to face me. "Hannah, I… I can't bear the thought of losing you." His voice was low, but the emotion was clear. "I don't want a divorce. I want you to stay."

My breath caught. "But… Silvermoon…"

"I know you feel obligated," he said, taking my hands. "But if you stay, I'll help protect Silvermoon from Alvin. We'll figure it out together. We're stronger as a team."

I was frozen. Noah's thumbs traced circles on my hands, sending shivers through me. "Will you stay with me, Hannah? I want to work on our marriage, not just for our child, but for us. I'm sorry I've been distant and cold, but I want to be better."

He paused, breathing deeply. "I… I love you, Hannah. I'm sorry I didn't realize it sooner, but I do. And I want to right all the wrongs."

My breath hitched. I love you. Had he ever said that before? I couldn't recall.

In that moment, I felt my wolf stirring, not with panic, but with a deep, primal certainty. I loved Noah too.

The realization hit me like a wave. I couldn't leave him. I didn't want to.

"I… I don't want a divorce either," I said softly. "I want to work on our marriage, and on myself. I know I haven't been a good partner. I was obsessed with appearances, selfish, even cruel. But I want to be better, a better Luna."

I looked into his eyes, my heart pounding. "And I love you, Noah. I really do."

His cheeks flushed, a boyish grin spreading across his face. "So… it's settled? We won't get divorced?"

I smiled, leaning against him, burying my face in his neck.