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
I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. Micah's words echo in my mind, "Keep your head up cause you have nothing to be ashamed of." I whisper those words over and over to myself until they become my mantra. I can't let them see any weakness, not now. With that thought, I gather my confid
“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
When I am with him, the world's harshness softens, and I only have to be myself - nothing more, nothing else. Which is why, now, the idea of leaving him feels like someone is sawing my very soul in two. Lately, Micah has been so good to me, that it almost feels surreal. It has become a struggle fo
Micah’s POV The door clicks shut behind me, and the darkness wraps around me like a heavy cloak. All the lights in the house are turned off. The air is still, and the usual hum of appliances is absent. I furrow my brows, puzzled, as I loosen my tie and drop my briefcase by the entrance. "Fiona?"







