#Chapter 196: A Real Man

Hannah I sat stiffly at the dinner table, my gaze flickering between Noah and my father. The tension in my shoulders refused to ease as I waited for some sign, some hint of the deal I was convinced they had struck earlier. Lily told me that Noah had handed my father a check to help with his failing business deals, and I was certain he would use it to ensure my entrapment in this marriage. Because why else would he help my struggling father? It certainly had nothing to do with kindness. No, Noah was up to something—I was sure of it. As the evening unfolded, however, I saw nothing that matched my suspicions. In fact, Noah was being the epitome of a perfect gentleman. He didn’t bring up the check or our marriage once, nor did he hint at any ulterior motives he might have. Instead, he engaged in light, pleasant conversation about pack politics and recent community events. “Alpha Stephen,” Noah said, turning his attention to my father with a cour