Fiona The final seconds tick by on the board. Fans scream. I scream. “Run, Ethan! You can do it!” I shout, watching on the edge of the platform. I lean over the rail, my heart pounding, as he runs down the field. He spins and dodges an oncoming player, skillfully keeping the ball away from t
Third Person POV “Why don’t we go find Ethan?” Ryan asks, turning toward Fiona. Only, she’s not there anymore. She’d been there just a second ago, but when he looks around, Ryan finds no trace of the woman he’s supposed to be protecting. A direct order from his Alpha, and he failed. It wasn’t
Ethan My teammates, men from the company, celebrate around me, clapping me on the back in congratulations. “Great game, Mr. Montgomery!” “That was an awesome last shot!” “We should play again sometime!” The sounds of victory echo through the stadium in the form of screams, trumpet horns, a
Fiona. “Move!” I shout, making people jump apart and giving me a path to run through. I make it to the second floor, following the barely there scent, but it disappears as I get blocked off by another crowd. “She’s close,” my wolf tells me. I agree, but as her scent disappears behind the many ot
Fiona I cry out from the pain searing my scalp. I thrash against the man, but he just chuckles in response. “Ethan! Help!” I scream, hoping he’ll save me. “Your boyfriend won’t come for you,” the man growls, pushing me closer to the edge of the stadium. My attackers surround me, moving towar
“I-I was so scared, Ethan,” I mutter, closing my eyes. Curling into Ethan’s body, I wrap my fingers around his t-shirt and hold on tightly. “I tried to block out the feeling of terror, the memory of thinking I was going to die, broken across bleachers after falling from that height. I-I didn’t think
Fiona Warmth greets me as I wake up, and I can’t stop myself from snuggling deeper into it. My body is heavy with sleep and as I’m being drug back into the darkness of sleep, a little sliver of unease creeps in. It’s almost too comfortable, sending a shot of alarm through me until I open my eyes.
“What’s that?” I ask, adjusting to sit up as well. I don’t mean to, but I lean into his body, seeking the heat and comfort he gives. “I want you to have this,” he murmurs, flipping the lid open to reveal a silver chain with a beautiful wolf pendant. The silver of the pendant swirls together with a
“You want more?” he whispers, and I nod. “Uh, uh,” he says, curling his fingers and sucking at my clit. Shock after shock of heat shoot into me as he says, “Give me the words, baby.” “P-please, Ethan,” I beg, looking down at him just in time to see him smirk. “As you wish, little mate.” Those w
Fiona I flip the chicken in the skillet, listening to the sizzle of the meat against the heat. The bold, sharp scent of a spice from the cabinet rises and fills the air, making my eyes water a bit. I’m not sure what it is, but before they left, the kitchen staff recommended it as one of Ethan’s fav
“Fi,” Jack says, trying to get my attention. I type up the message from Mr. Smith into the notes box on the appointment, but half way through, my screen goes black. “What the—” “Are you going to listen to me now?” Jack asks, pulling his hand back from my monitor. Did he just… “Did you just shu
Fiona “Friday at one o’clock. Yes sir,” I confirm, entering the new meeting on Ethan’s schedule. I glance through the glass of Ethan’s office which is still empty. He’s been in a development meeting for the last hour with Chris’s company to discuss the equipment for the new wing at the hospital.
“Did you see who sent it?” I ask, but I can guess her answer. She hadn’t seen the sender the first time. I pull the paper from the corner down, tearing a long line off until I can see the black box inside. Like I thought, she shakes her head, saying, “No. This one was just in the mail room, and th
Fiona I take my time making my way upstairs after Ethan leaves for his meeting. Sophia stopped me, asking about how our trip was, and she was much more enthusiastic about it than I thought she would be. I guess not everyone is upset about mine and Ethan’s relationship like his parents are. It giv
“Ah, yes, sir. Mr. Aldridge broke attorney-client confidentiality.” I hum, “I understand, and I agree that he should be punished, but Mr. Aldridge does not represent Silverclaw Law Firm, so I would like to request that the lawsuit be directed solely at Mr. Aldridge. I have emailed you a list of ob
Ethan “What the hell was he thinking?” I growl, frustrated with the unethical and stupid work that Fiona’s ex-husband had done in my company. I may not have my full attention on the law firm, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t aware he’d been promoted for his work. It didn’t bother me, since I gave t
Ryan nods and picks up a large envelope that looks like the type you would put important papers in. He doesn’t offer it to Ethan, which I find strange. Instead, he just says, “Goldman listed off several other offenses against Jack Aldridge. Among the list he has been missing deadlines, fails to comm