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
Rowena’s POV The child just won’t stop crying. Rowena looks at him from over the rim of the glass of wine she takes dainty sips from. The child’s face goes red as he sees his mother not paying any attention to him. Rowena rolls her eyes and looks at the toddler with disgust. “Emily!” She screams
Susan, one of Amelia's classmates, proudly displays a photo of her and her dad. "Look at him! Isn't my dad the most handsome?" she exclaims, showing off the picture. "Yeah, he really is!" another classmate agrees, nodding in approval. They all gather around her with round eyes as they agree to what
Micah’s POV “Mommy says that’s a bad word.” I can’t seem to reply. I am frozen, shocked by the faint scent that is coming from her. It’s a unique scent. It belongs to royalty. It belongs to great power. It belongs to me. She smells like my blood. My kin. She smells like me. Which is impossible
I hug her tightly and kiss her cheek. “I am going to fulfill everything you ever wish for, my love.” “Promise?” She asks with a big, gummy smile. “Promise.” I say, with my heart on my fucking sleeve, knowing full well that this tiny creature already has me wrapped around her little finger. _____
Fiona’s POV I wake up with puffy eyes. Just like I have for the past few days. Micah hasn’t called nor has he picked any of mine. This time, it feels like we ended before we could even start. A pang of sorrow lashes through me but I try to stuff it down. I sigh and walk out of my room … only to
I tell myself I am getting ready for myself. So what if I don’t have a date tonight, I can just celebrate on my own. With that thought, I get in the car and put on the location for The Black Rose. I tell myself it’s only because I deserve the best and not at all, because I am curious to know what m
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