I give him a light swat on the arm, and he winces exaggeratedly. Panic courses through me, and I immediately fuss over him. "Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry!" He breaks into a beautiful laugh, a sound that fills the room with warmth. "You didn't hurt me, Fiona. I was just playing. Actually, these ba
Fiona’s POV I feel the heat radiating between us, the intensity of his touch making every nerve in my body come alive. As Micah's fingers linger on the clasp of my bra, a shiver of anticipation runs down my spine. The promise in his voice sends a thrill through me, and without a second thought, I b
____________________ The room is bathed in a quiet afterglow as we lie entwined, our bodies pressed close. Micah's arms cradle me protectively, and his fingers trail gently through my hair. A sense of vulnerability washes over me, I feel completely raw and exposed. Body and soul. I'm on the edge
Micah’s POV I stand at the edge of the bed, my heart pounding, watching Fiona's body convulse. It's a painful yet fascinating sight. Her bones contort, and I clench my fists to my sides, fighting the urge to reach out and ease her pain. This is something she must endure alone, her transition, her v
Third POV The Great Hall holds its breath as Micah strides forward, his presence radiating an aura of undeniable authority. Jeremy quickly uprights himself and puffs his chest out with the arrogance of impending power. "Micah,” He says cunningly, “you have returned just in time for the enthronemen
"Ah Micah, always the rebellious one," Alara sneers, her gaze locking onto her step-son. "Your constant defiance towards your father was no secret. You've always challenged his authority." Micah narrows his eyes at her. "What does that have to do with my father's murder, Alara? And why were you an
Micah’s POV A few hours ago "Something feels off." Fiona remarks, scrunching up her adorable nose. Ever since Colin delivered the news of my father's death, I asked him to bring over the investigation reports, and Fiona and I have been poring over them for the last couple of hours. "Why did the
She glances out the window toward the front of the coronation hall, her expression shifting to one of disdain. "The same as the days before. He's set up a recliner in front of The Great Coronation Hall and has been lounging there, soaking in the sunshine. And when he's not doing that, he visits the
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