Fiona’s POV “This is the place you are most comfortable with?” I ask Jason, unable to control my shock. He shrugs his shoulders and rocks back on his heels, giving me a smile that puts me on edge. “Of course, what better place is there to talk about new relationships than a bar?” He says with a w
____________________ Just when I am about to refuse, the door of the booth slams open and Micah walks in. He is wearing the same clothes I saw him in the morning. But unlike how he was at the office, the top buttons of his shirt are undone, his sleeves are rolled up and his disheveled black hair f
Fiona’s POV My entire body shakes as I walk away. Tears sting my eyes and I angrily wipe them away. This is enough. This is my breaking point! I can’t push his words out of my mind. How could he hate me like this? How could he be so cruel? Most importantly, how could I be so wrong in understandi
“I told you to leave. Why didn’t you leave?” He asks me but there is no heat in his words. “I couldn’t leave.” I tell him truthfully. “I won’t leave.” I promise him honestly. He smiles but it’s so sad that it makes something lurch within me. “What happened to you Micah? Are you in pain?” He give
Fiona’s POV The moment my lips touch Micah’s, it’s like something explodes inside the both of us. All the anger, heartbreak and frustration reaches its boiling point as I kiss him. I press myself against him, not wanting an inch of distance. It’s like suddenly I can’t get enough of his touch, his
And then, a hand snatches the phone away from me. Furious, I whirl my face upwards to find Micah staring down at me with concern clear on his face. His hair is wild from my hands roaming through it, his eyes still hold a drowsy look and his shirt is unbuttoned down to the navel. “My phone... My pho
Micah’s POV I quickly press the brakes on the car as Fiona flings open the door before I have even parked. I watch as she flies out the door, dropping her bag on the road. Worry slithers over my skin and I tightly clench the steering wheel, feeling off-balance. I can still taste her lips on mine.
Most of all, I just want that damn expression off her face. Even if I put it there. "How dare you?" she whispers, her voice a mix of sadness and wounded pride. "How can you humiliate me like this? You think so little of me?" I shrug, but my attempt to appear indifferent seems fake even to me. "Ac
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