Fiona’s POV Bile rises to my throat as I shakily pick up my phone and search my name up on the internet. The results make my brain hurt. Prince Micah’s hidden wife a cheater? Mysterious wife creates a rift between two prince brothers. From rags to bitches - Fiona’s story of trapping two royals
The constant judgment and hate are making me feel dirty myself. The assistant turns to Raulf. “I’ll be outside if you need me.” She says stiffly before storming out. I watch the door slam shut behind her with a heavy heart. However, I turn to see Raulf smiling brightly at me. For a moment, his e
Fiona’s POV I find myself seated before the glowing screen of my laptop, my mind spinning with a whirlwind of questions. Now that I have calmed myself down, I can clearly see the loopholes in the narrative the media has created. First of all, considering how exclusive Queen Mother’s birthday banqu
When Rowena finally appears in front of me, she has a satisfied smile on her face. “Well, well, if it isn’t the woman of the hour. You’re quite the sensation nowadays.” Her voice is overly smug. "Rowena," I begin, not letting her get a rise out of me. "I need to know why you did this to me." Her
Fiona’s POV Wilson Archer looks like a dangerous man. His suit is impeccable and he wears his age like a medal. His face is covered with a thick beard, neatly trimmed according to the latest style. I try to not feel anything as I look at him but something inside me makes me a nervous mess. Like I
Seemingly overcome with anger at the injustice of his words, I stalk forward until I am a hair’s breadth away. Then, I pull my hand back and slap Wilson Archer right in the face. The sound of the slap echoes in the lobby and it seems as if the whole building has suddenly become super quiet. I can f
Micah’s POV The glass of whiskey crushes between my fingers as I watch the news. Blood trickles down my knuckles but I barely feel it. My wolf is at the surface and I can feel it fighting to get out. Red blankets my eyes and rage envelopes me. I don’t know what I am more furious at. The fact tha
Maybe she doesn’t want to hear from me because of that. Maybe, she just needs her space. I exhale, feeling tired. Then, I start the car, turning up the speed in the hopes that it will ease up my troubled mind. ____________________ Fiona’s POV Probability of paternity: 99.9% I clutch the DNA tes
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