Ethan Fiona’s fear let off a bitter smell, but it wasn’t as pungent as before. The longer we sit here talking, the calmer she grows, even as she asks to see my wolf. However, the smell still leaves a sick, nauseous feeling in my stomach. She didn’t need to admit it for me to know, but I liked th
My brave girl. Fiona “I-I’m ready,” I stammer, tightening my arms around my legs. If I don’t do this now, I’m scared I won’t ever do it. I can’t run from this because Ethan is what he is. That won’t change. It’s better to try to embrace who he is or at least try to understand. So, I watch, usi
Fiona The silence is too much, so I turn the tv on and let a random movie fill the background. Then, I slowly slide down to the floor, settling on my bottom while watching the wolf. He watches me with a tilt of his head, studying me like a predator. Though, it doesn’t feel dangerous. Not like a
“We have the same goals, dreams, intentions, and bodies, but our personalities are slightly different. He has his own will as do I, but we almost always line up with each other,” he tells me, and I nod. “You’re like platonic soulmates?” Ethan pauses then nods. “Yes, actually. Not only do we get
Fiona “Come on,” Ethan whispers, tugging me toward the bathroom. I allow him to guide me, bringing me into the bathroom and sitting me on the sink. Then, I watch as he walks over to the shower and turns the knobs, testing the water until it’s just right. Steam fills the room, fogging up the glas
Ethan spins toward me, surprised. “You want to. You shouldn’t go to the house while you’re still injured,” he tells me, laying his hands on my shoulders. “You should stay in bed a little longer until you’re fully recovered.” “Me? You’re the one with the more severe injuries,” I argue. “Besides,
Fiona I stumble, crying out when my ankle twists a funny way as I climb through the rubble. Ethan catches me, his hands gripping my waist to steady me. “Th-thanks,” I mumble, letting myself hold onto his wrists as he lifts me and sets me back down on more sturdy ground. “Do you think we’ll be
If I don’t find anything else, I hope I can at least find the necklace. I try not to keep my hopes too high, though, because it could’ve been melted or burned away by the fire. It was small and the fire was hot. Most likely it got destroyed like everything else. “Did you have a safe?” Ethan asks a
I take the moment to glance at Jack, who has become pale with surprise. I almost laugh. If he hadn’t fired his lawyer and if he’d bothered to look through the submitted evidence, he would have seen the evidence. “I will take this into consideration, Mr. Adair, but as you know, I have no jurisdicti
Fiona I adjust my pantsuit one last time before following Mr. Adair into he courtroom. After one hearing two days ago, we are finally entering the final divorce hearing. There were some issues at the first hearing with Jack’s lawyer, so the judge had to order us to reconvene today. As Mr. Adair
Jack’s eyes widen. “Have you forgotten everything you’ve done, Jack? You’re the one who ripped our marriage apart, not me,” I growl, stalking forward. “You chose to do the exact opposite of what you vowed on that very beautiful wedding day. You’re the one who stopped putting time and effort into o
Fiona My eyes fly to the door, but there’s no escape unless I go through Jack. Maybe I should’ve eaten with Ethan. Anything would be better than Jack showing up. In fact, he shouldn’t even be in this building. “What are you doing here, Jack?” I demand, putting as much confidence into my voice, l
My gut churns. It could be a lie, I remind myself. It’s what I wanted. Liar, a voice in my head whispers. It’s right. I hate the idea of their marriage moving forward. Angela opens her mouth like she’s going to say more, but I can’t listen to her anymore. I already have enough trouble with wha
Fiona “Please have this correspondence sent out to the Mercy Medical Company as soon as possible,” I tell Patrice, the older mail lady. She smiles at me and pats my hand. “Honey, you didn’t have to come all the way down to the mail room. You could’ve called me to come get this from you,” she say
“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