#Chapter 41: A Formidable Team

Hannah I squared my shoulders, steeling myself as I approached Noah’s idling SUV. With a sharp rap on the tinted window, I made my presence known, watching as he startled slightly before rolling it down. “Can I help you?” he asked, his tone clipped. I arched a brow. “You’re the one lurking outside the pub like some kind of creep. I should be asking you that question.” Noah’s jaw tightened fractionally. “I wasn’t lurking,” he countered. “I just happened to come here for a drink.” I snorted, crossing my arms over my chest. “Right. And I’m the Alpha of Nightcrest.” His eyes narrowed at my sarcasm. “Believe what you want, Hannah. I don’t have to explain myself to you.” Smirking, I leaned down until I was eye-level with him through the window. A piece of my hair caught the breeze and ruffled toward his face. “You’re right, you don’t,” I agreed, my voice low. “But if you were so desperate to see me, you could have just asked me out on a date yourself instead of follow