I let out a small chuckle, amused by his excitement. "That's quite the tale," I say, my tone light. I don't mention that I know these myths all too well, that the picture is of my ancestor, and that I am a white wolf myself. Havier continues on excitedly, "However, there is more to the legend. Isa
Fiona’s POV "I have to go down there. I have to save her," I whisper, my voice resolute. Havier's hand remains pressed against the glass window, tracking the tears streaming down his pregnant wife's face. The scene is heart-wrenching, and I look away, steeling myself against the emotions threateni
For a moment, he appears shocked by my words but then his shoulders slump, and he shakes his head. "I cannot. Prince Micah's orders were to protect you, and I cannot let you go," he says. I can see how it destroys him to say the words, knowing that they would mean the death of his family. Placing
Fiona’s POV "How touching," Jason laughs, his eyes fixed on Havier. "Do you really think one of you could hold out against all of my men?" The realization hits me like a punch to the gut. Havier is not going to go like I asked him to. Why didn't Havier leave when I told him to? Before I can atte
He shrugs as if Havier's sacrifice was inconsequential. Like it was not a big deal at all. "Micah thought he could win, make my army lose, and ruin my plans. But now, he will have the ultimate test before him. His wife or the crown," Jason declares, his words a venomous assault. The cruelty in his
Micah’s POV My men lift me on their shoulders, and cheers erupt for our victory. I smile at my fellow wolves, their loyalty warming my heart. I open my mouth to praise them again, but a sharp pain suddenly strikes my chest. It's so severe that it shakes my entire being, and I'm forced to bend down,
"I took the people here hostage," he boasts smugly. "And like a charm, it worked in getting your wife out." The more he speaks, the tighter dread grips my chest. "She came down with her little mutt, and my men had great pleasure in tearing him down," he recounts with a sickening glee. Havier. Hi
Micah’s POV I don't know for how long I sit there, clutching Fiona's cold body to my chest. The world around me is a blur, and I feel as if all my emotions have been drained, leaving behind a numb, empty shell. Colin comes and stands before me, his eyes reflecting deep sorrow and understanding. I
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