LOGINI 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
Fiona’s POV I wake up with a smile on my face. I feel rested. Satiated. Alive. Last night was … magical. Just remembering Micah’s expressions - the way he looked at me, the way he touched me makes me squeal into my pillow with giddiness. God, I feel so silly. Like a schoolgirl with a crush. Wh
Fiona’s POV The heavy shroud of darkness slowly recedes as I gradually regain consciousness. My senses slowly come into focus, revealing a cold, sterile room and the unyielding ropes that bind me like an animal to a pipe against the wall. Panic grips me as I take in my surroundings, realizing I've
He tilts my chin up, making me meet his gaze. "Nothing worthwhile ever is, sweetheart. But I believe in you, in your passion. If you decide to take that leap, I'll be right there beside you, supporting you every step of the way." The moment the words escape his lips, something in my heart gives. I
Chuckling, I twist the cap and spray the perfume into the air. Immediately, I freeze. The scent that envelops me is unmistakable—it's the fragrance of my mother's garden. Memories flood my mind, images of her reading to me in the garden, chasing me as I ran away from her, singing lullabies to me







