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
Fiona “I’ll be back in a few hours,” Ethan announces, pulling a suit jacket on. I glance up from the TV where I was watching one of my favorite movies with a sea-wandering island girl and a demi-god. “Okay. I think I’m going to stay here, if that’s okay,” I tell him, curling my legs up beneath m
Cheers went off around us as he landed on the ground with me in his arms. The people around us rushed in, their voices a tidal wave that drowned out anything else in the video. Until the announcer speaks. “And this was WBS News with the latest on Mr. Montgomery’s daring rescue,” the reporter’s v
Fiona The embarrassment I feel churning in my chest isn’t from shame. Quiet the opposite, actually. The thought of being with Ethan for longer than the year-long contract we signed makes my heart hopeful. The butterflies from my stomach surround my heart, wrapping it in a light, soft feeling. If
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
The conversation in his office seemed heated, and because the door was closed, I couldn’t hear much. All I know is that Ethan’s parents and the other couple were not happy with him, and that the unknown couple threatened to cut ties with Ethan’s Pack. They argued loudly, sometimes loud enough for
Ethan Angela chatters, talking as if we’re already lovers as she eats her little salad. My wolf revolts in my mind, nearly pushing through the defenses I’ve built to keep him at bay. “Moving to the Silverclaw Pack will be difficult but my parents are close enough that I can visit, and besides, i
I hate the look of hesitation and fear that already cemented itself on her face. This meeting could only make things worse before they get better, if they get better. I wouldn’t blame Fiona for wanting to leave after she’s heard what my father thinks of her. “She’s anxious,” my wolf growls. “They
Ethan I stare at the black computer screen, my reflection looking directly back at me. Fiona works silently at her desk, refusing to look at or even speak to me unless absolutely necessary. It’s my fault, too. As soon as I caught her scent outside the office last night, I should’ve ended the c