#Chapter 256: The Full Moon Festival

Hannah The festival was in full swing by the time Viona, Drake and I walked in. String lights zig-zagged between towering trees, food stands smelled fragrantly of fried dough and roasted walnuts, couples wandered around hand-in-hand. And up ahead, I saw Noah approaching. My spine straightened the moment I saw him. He wore an army green jacket and dark jeans cuffed around leather boots, his dark hair peeking out from beneath a black beanie. He looked so… relaxed. Casual. Nothing at all like the rigid Alpha I’d once been married to. Viona smirked and nudged me with her elbow as he approached. “Here comes Prince Charming.” I blushed, but didn’t have time to come up with a retort before Noah was stopping in front of me with that serene smile on his face, his hands stuffed into his pockets. “Hannah. You look nice.” Blushing even harder, I looked down at my outfit—a simple pair of jeans and a sweater. It was chilly out this time of evening, and seeing