Chapter 84 Misconceptions

• Noah
• Noah’s gaze followed Hannah as she brushed past him, her hips swaying in that infuriatingly alluring way that always made his mouth go dry. The scent of her shampoo—light and floral—wafted towards him, stirring his wolf’s interest despite his best efforts to quell it.
• A muscle ticked in his jaw as he watched her disappear through the heavy oak doors and back into the crowded ballroom. Even now, after all this time, he couldn’t deny the visceral attraction he had to her.