As the Queen Mother fusses over us, the King's attention wanders, his eyes scanning the room until they lock onto a newcomer. My heart lurches as I follow his gaze. Rowena's presence is hard to miss, and her ostentatious attire practically screams for attention. Her dress is obnoxiously loud, a gau
Fiona’s POV "I'm doing it as your ex-boyfriend." At his words, I struggle against him, futilely attempting to pull away from his firm grasp, but I might as well be a leaf in a hurricane. He's always been stronger than me, physically and emotionally. My mind spirals back to the last time he did th
A beautiful man stood beside me. His brilliant amber eyes were focused on me as he held an umbrella over my head, shielding me from the relentless downpour. He appeared as confident, and unruly as ever. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone and a strand of wet hair dropped in his eyes. For a
Fiona’s POV Present I come back from the memory as if someone has yanked me out of it. Jeremy still stands near me, uncomfortably close. "--- the right one for you." He's saying something that I haven't heard. Before I can ask him to move back, an odd clicking sound comes from the far corner. I
I watch as Rowena’s face transforms. She plasters on a fake smile and tries to engage the prince, but he doesn't respond to her. Instead, he dismisses her coldly, not even acknowledging her presence. Then, he casually takes a fig tart and places it on his plate, turning to me with a wink. “I didn’t
Fiona’s POV I cock my head to the side and concentrate on the noise. Am I mistaken? Could fatigue from the relentless presentation preparation be playing tricks on my mind? Questions swarm through my thoughts, but deep down, I am certain of what I heard. Without a doubt, it was the voice of my wo
I send one last prayer to the Goddess above that I don’t appear as nervous as I feel. Then, I take a deep breath, and address the audience. “Good morning, everyone. I am Fiona from Silver Moon and I am not going to stand here and open up a presentation for you.” At that, I see the people in the aud
Micah’s POV Throughout the presentation, I can't tear my eyes away from Fiona. She looks stunning in the sleek black pencil skirt and white blouse she's wearing, and I try to hide how much I want her. She's brilliant in the way she commands the room. It’s like she has come alive, her eyes sparklin
I lean into him, my heart full. "Yes, it is," I say softly. "And I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."____________________After the wedding ceremony, Micah and I finally return home. Immediately, Micah sweeps me in his arms on the first step and I let out a surprised squeal.He simp
Fiona’s POVThe Lycan King's eyes blaze with fury as Micah steps forward, standing tall in front of me and protecting me from the eyes of everyone in the room."Micah, how dare you still want to marry this... this evil girl? Do you not care about what she did to Rowena?" the King demands, his voice
Unsure of what to do, I move to help Rowena when the door to the bridal room bursts open.Micah strides in, his eyes narrow at the sight before him. Behind him, the Lycan King and Queen enter, followed by Jeremy and Leah. The tension in the room spikes instantly."What is all this commotion?" the Ki
Fiona’s POVI move to pick up the almost empty coffee cup, next to me but my hand twitches and it suddenly shatters in my hands. Shocked by my own strength, I stare at the broken pieces.Ever since Micah and I marked each other, it’s like I’ve been changing. Somehow, my senses have gotten sharper. I
He arches an eyebrow, clearly unsatisfied. “Louder.”“I’m yours,” I repeat, my voice stronger this time, but still shaky. He gives me another teasing stroke, and I can’t help but moan.“Louder, Fiona. I need to hear you,” he says, his voice a mix of demand and dark promise. He brushes his thumb over
Fiona’s POVMicah doesn’t release me as we walk inside. The power is out because of the heavy rain, and shadows are everywhere, making the house feel eerie. The only sounds are the distant rumble of thunder and our soft footsteps on the hardwood floor."Micah?" I ask, my voice small and nervous in t
“I’ll fix it. I promise you. I’ll be good to you. I’ll never hurt you again. Ever. I was a stupid fucking asshole for not realising this before but I love you. God, I love you so much. I feel empty without you. So, please. Just please, give me another chance. Forgive me, please.”Despite everything
Fiona’s POVIt's late when I return home that night. Micah had a late day at work, so I spent time with Antonia before heading back. By the time I reach my house, the sky has turned a menacing shade of charcoal, and the air is thick with the promise of a thunderstorm.The first heavy drops splatter
“Maybe, you were always cautious in your ways, Jeremy but I am sure the same can’t be said about Aunt Emma and her son. Starting there will probably be a good trail that will help expose your crimes.” I continue, watching as he becomes more and more agitated.“How - how did you know?” He finally ask