How can that be possible? But, Colin doesn’t seem to be deterred from my disbelief and continues, “Micah didn't invest in Mistyca to toy with you, Fiona. He did it because he missed you terribly, and wanted to support someone with a dream similar to yours. He wanted to hold on to something that rem
Micah’s POV For a moment, I am stunned to find her there. She is looking at me with wide eyes and there is concern on her little face. Something about her feels so familiar, so comforting that I can’t help but offer her a broken smile. “What are you doing here, kid?” I ask her, looking around to
To have a conversation with your father, my love. That is what I want to tell her, instead I smile at her. “I just need to drop somewhere to talk to Uncle Kieran for a bit, darling.” Yes, I need to talk to Kieran and tell him I can’t go through with this act so he can still arrange someone else.
Fiona’s POV I follow him quietly as he takes me out of the venue. I follow him as he circles around until he leads me to the quiet alley adjacent to the building. I follow him as he takes me away from all the people, the noise, and the curious eyes. Then, he leaves my hand and I clench it to stop
Something in my heart fractures and I close my eyes. How did we come to this? That he had to resort to these measures just to see me? “Don’t you see? I have always been right here, Micah.” I say the words slowly, not sure if he can even hear me. However, when I open my eyes and look at him, I am
Fiona’s POV This kiss is unlike any we have shared lately. There is a sweetness to it. It’s tender and affectionate and it hurts as much as I crave it. And, it’s cut too short. Somebody clears their throat, forcing us to break apart. Kieran stands there with a huge smile on his face. Amelia’s ha
The man I love holds my hand. Our daughter chatters happily. Soft music plays in the back. Is this what happiness tastes like? I am too afraid to answer because I am too afraid it will all slip away. Before I know it, we are pulling up in front of my house. He comes around and opens both of our d
So, I shyly tuck my head down as I take a bite of soup and all I can think is: I wish every day was like today. ____________________ Micah’s POV As I help Fiona do the dishes, I can’t help but think how it is time for me to go and I want to do anything but that. It feels like for the first time
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