#Chapter 31: Calling It Off

Hannah Noah pulled me onto the dance floor with perhaps a bit more force than was strictly necessary, his grip firm around my waist as the music swelled around us. His brow was furrowed, jaw set in a tense line as he met my gaze head-on. “What was that about giving Drake a tour of the pack?” he bit out without preamble, his tone laced with a mixture of exasperation and… something else. Jealousy, maybe? No. Not jealousy. Why would Noah ever actually feel jealousy toward me and not his precious Zoe? I arched a brow, feigning nonchalance despite the sensation of my heart fluttering in my chest. “Does it matter? It’s not really any of your business anymore, is it?” Noah’s eyes flashed at my words, but I pressed on before he could retort. “But if you must know, I agreed to show him around the pack’s territory tomorrow. He seemed… interested in learning more before he makes any decisions about the Lunar Festival.” A muscle ticked in Noah’s chiseled jaw as his grip on me tighte