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.
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 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
“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
FionaWhen I opened my husband’s office door, I find Jack and my stepsister, Jessica, locked together in a passionate kiss. The scene hit me like a truck. What the hell is going on?I always thought Jessica was a good girl. She’d stood by me during the hardest time of my life when my mother died, an
EthanAs we drive to my house, I glance at the woman, remembering when I’d first seen her.I’d scented her the moment she walked in. A light floral and vanilla scent that immediately had my wolf’s attention. A delicious, strong scent that had me looking her way as well.“Talk to her,” my wolf urged,
Fiona“He may be able to help, since he clearly likes you…” she trails off, then smirks, “And I still think it’s insane that he’s in love with you.”“Love?” I laugh, surprised. “Isla, he’s toying with me. Another one-night stand to forget about,” I tell her, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as
FionaDucking my head, I break eye contact with Ethan. I can’t let him sway me again, even if my body craves his touch. God. How can a couple of seconds of eye contact have me wanting to curl back up in bed with the man?I shake off the connection I feel to him. He’d completely ignored my need for h
“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