“That’s just like Isla not to say,” he mutters, “But I was so glad to hear your name when it popped up in conversation. I can’t believe it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other. Come on, take a seat.”I follow him to a small table that already has a coffee cup waiting.Excitedly, Chris dives in
Fiona“You would be entering data, filing papers, scheduling appointments, maintaining records, and helping everything run smoothly,” Chris explains. “At my company we work with charity organizations as well, so you may work some weekends or nights to help with events. In fact, we’re currently worki
“Are you in contact with him now?” He asks again.“Now?” I ask, glancing down at my phone. “Not at the moment, but I saw him two hours ago.”Mr. Adair narrows his eyes a bit, rests his elbows on his desk, and steeples his fingers. His stare settles on me and sends a wave of discomfort through me. Ha
FionaShock jolts through me.“I’m alone, Ethan. What’s going on?” I ask, biting back on my irritation. Why is he yelling at me? I didn’t do anything to make him angry… did I?“Come to Silverclaw, now,” he orders then hangs up. I stare at my black screen for a minute, a terrible twisting feeling tak
“You’re fired.”Two words and the woman falls to her knees.“Please, Eth—”“Mr. Montgomery,” I say. Both of their gazes snap up in my direction- hers with an angry sneer and his with a smirk.“M-Mr. Montgomery, please don’t fire me,” she pleads, looking back to him now.Ethan turns to his desk, igno
Jack“Mr. Aldridge, you’d do well to cease and desist trying to seize Mrs. Aldridge’s inheritance. We will be proceeding with submitting Mrs. Aldridge’s late mother’s will if you do not relinquish the outlined portion of your assets as stated in the divorce settlement,” a lawyer drones. I grit my te
“What were you thinking?!” Ethan’s voice finally penetrates the cloud of fear, and I look up at him. He pulls me out of the car, searching for injuries. “Why don’t you take better care of yourself?”Anger and worry mix in his tone which makes me feel funny. Is he mad at me?“I was worried about hitt
FionaRyan chuckles at my question like it’s the funniest thing ever.“Well, maybe some people have very good eyesight, but that’s not important,” he says. “We’re here.”Thank God.Climbing out of the car, I thank them both before rushing to the front door of the small house my mom left me. I couldn
“Fiona,” he greets as I step off the elevator. I offer my best smile, but even I can tell it’s not as genuine as it usually is. “What did you find?” I ask as soon as we make it into his office. “The lab sent back the forged signature as well as your samples. They wrote an official letter stating
Fiona Grabbing my bag, I make my way to the elevator. I chance one more glimpse at Ethan’s office, but it’s still empty. He didn’t come back after the meeting, and I didn’t look for him. We both need time to assess the situation in order to make the correct decisions. No matter how much my heart
How can he make a claim like that if he’s going to marry someone else? He can’t have it both ways. It’s either me or her, and he has more to gain and less to lose if he’s with her. Closing my eyes, I pull back. Unlike Chris, the wolf lets me pull away. His fingers linger for a moment, but when I
Fiona I noticed almost immediately that there was something different about Ethan, but I didn’t expect the wolf to take over Ethan’s body. Did he think Chris was going to take me away? I mean, for a second, I thought Chris wouldn’t let go. It freaked me out how Chris grabbed me and got so close.
Ethan “Al- Mr. Montgomery, there’s an issue in the meeting room. Fiona is talking with a man, and he’s being—” “Being what? Is she alright?” “I think so, but he got really close and pushy—” Before she can finish, I leave her and Ryan in my office. If someone put their hands on my mate, they’
He’s too close. “It’s good,” I half-lie. “There are a lot of nice people here and the work is good too. It keeps me busy but not overwhelmed.” It’s not the work that’s overwhelming. Honestly, the work is helping me calm down a bit. It’s everything other than work that is stressing me out, but I
Fiona Rubbing my tired and burning eyes, I walk into the meeting room. Not only does the box of meeting papers feel heavy in my arms, but my body itself feels like it has fifty extra pounds on it. Ever since I woke up late this morning with a raging headache and an aching body, I’ve been dragging.
“I know, but—” “And he’s going to do it?! He’s going to marry this girl?” “Could you let me finish a sentence please?” I ask, fighting back the rising tears. You are not weak, Fiona. You’re strong and competent. You are not unworthy of love. I repeat the chants in my head and push back
Fiona Like I had planned, I keep to myself for the rest of the day. Angela’s words echo in my mind no matter what I do. Work, music, humming to myself, thinking about my mother’s money going to a jerk like Jack; nothing helps relieve the deep ache that is currently digging into my heart and creati