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
Micah’s POV The number you have dialed is not responding. I slam my hand against the steering wheel and loudly exhale a breath of frustration. I have spent hours on the road with no sign of Fiona. I have checked her apartment, her favorite shopping stores, her salon, the bookshop she liked to vis
So, I did. Guilt churned in my stomach as I heard her stomach growling later. I realized what she had done - gone hungry so I could eat. Who was this angel, I wondered? That was the question that surrounded all my thoughts as I drifted in and out of sleep. When I came to, I heard soft sobs in the
Micah’s POV I take hurried steps inside the forest. Desperation clinging to my fingertips. She needs to be here. She needs to be. Ten paces more and I’ll be at the clearing. Five paces more. Three. Only one step more … She isn’t here. My heart drops like a rock. Disappointment hangs over me
“Did he touch you here?” When he speaks, his voice is more beast than man. His eyes point to my wrist, where his thumb is running slow, dangerous circles. With a start, I realise he doesn’t believe me. He is going to blame me. He is going to hurt me with his words like everyone else. He thinks I ha
Fiona’s POV I don’t realize my body is shaking with silent sobs until I feel Micah’s hand rub circles on my back. A beat too late, I realize I am almost straddling him and he is rocking me side to side like a child. “Shh, baby. It’s okay. I am here. It’s alright.” His soft words soothe me even as
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