Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth (Hannah and Noah)
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"We're the sentimental type," Noah Interjected smoothly, his warm palm settling firmly over my hand. He shot me a subtle look-almost a warning.

So he was up to something tonight. I was sure of that now.

If Emily noticed anything amiss, she didn't show it. She simply nodded agreeably, waiting with her pen

poised over her notepad as Noah proceeded to lay out a slick, clearly pre-rehearsed response about the importance of the little things when it comes to love. Bullshit, all of it, I thought to myself. Seriously, what's his angle? This isn't the day we met. It's just a random Saturday.

Still, I calmly watched his profile as he spoke, admittedly impressed by the steady cadence of his deep voice and the effortless confidence and charisma he projected. This was the Noah I remembered so vividly from our earliest days, the born leader with an uncanny ability to command any room.

Had he always been a liar like this? Even back during the days when he did things like making pinky promises? Were those all rehearsed moments, too? Before I could dwell too long on my thoughts, however, Emily cleared her throat gently and pulled me from my reverie.

"Lovely sentiment, Alpha. And you, Luna Hannah?" she turned to me with a pleasant smile. "Might we have a few words from you as well?"

"Excellent," Emily said, flipping to the next page of her notebook. "I have to ask-how old were you when you and the Alpha first met, Luna Hannah? Before your bond was sealed, I mean. There's been such a veil of secrecy surrounding the details of your relationship. How many years has it been today?"

I opened my mouth to respond. "I was se

But before I could finish, Noah jumped in, smooth as ever. "Hannah was fifteen years old when we first met," he answered, patting my hand. "I was going on eighteen. We would have been high school sweethearts, had we been from the same pack."

My head whipped around at that, my heart pounding. That wasn't right. Not at all. I had been seventeen, Just a few months younger than Noah.

As Noah went on to prattle along about young love and the like, I felt as if my world had twisted around me. Another lie, another subtle changing of details... and for what? For his own gain, his own narrative?

Or had he truly forgotten about our past together?

It hit me then, as I sat there. Goddess, I couldn't believe it; he had mixed me up with Zoe. He had mixed up their meeting story with ours. How could he? I couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Noah," I interrupted, turning to face him, "you got the dates wrong. I was seventeen when we met; I'm only a few months younger than you."

A tense silence fell over the table at that. Emily's pen stopped scratching across the paper, Noah's jaw hung open, and it almost felt as though the entire party had gone utterly silent even though it really hadn't. I just stared at him blankly, stared at the man who called himself my husband but couldn't even seem to

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remember my own age..

And he stared right back at me, unblinkingly, for the longest time.

Finally, Emily let out a small, nervous laugh. "Fifteen and seventeen," she said, taking a sip of her drink. Those are two very different numbers."

"Yes, they are," I said, keeping my expression carefully neutral as I turned back to face Emily. I managed a thin smile and waved my hand dismissively. "Ah, well. Perhaps he just got me mixed up with someone else." Emily laughed at my light barb, oblivious to the tension beneath the table. Noah, however, had fallen utterly silent.

Good, I thought to myself as I plastered that fake smile on my face and continued on with the interview as if nothing had happened. Serves him right.

Not that it made it hurt any less.

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