Fiona’s POV I fidget in my seat, nervously glancing at Micah from beneath my eyelashes. Unlike me, he sits relaxed beside me, his arm thrown over the back of the seat and his muscular jean-clad legs wide open. My knee pops up and down as I stare at the marriage contract on the table in front of m
“I think you need to know about my past and who I have dated-” I begin but he cuts me off. “I don’t care, Fiona.” He doesn’t open his eyes to look at me, making him completely unreadable. “I don’t need to know about the men you’ve dated as long as you’re mine for the future. So, if there’s nothing
Jeremy’s POV For a minute, he doesn’t know what to say. What is meek, little Fiona doing with his vicious brother? He eyes the hand on her back with narrowed eyes and glares at her. She keeps her head down, making her hair cover her face and doesn't meet his eyes. “Jeremy,” Micah nods tightly at
However, the antagonizing looks from everyone are getting too much for me. I need air. Quickly excusing myself, I step out of the tense room and go to the hallway, blindly looking for the restroom. I have only taken a few steps into one of the corridors when I am suddenly pushed against the wall b
Fiona’s POV When I return to the meeting room with Micah, I find that a delicate looking woman has joined us. She is sitting next to Jeremy and he has an arm draped around her shoulders. The king watches them with approval, even as his eyes narrow with scorn when he sees Micah and I enter. “If onl
Leah blushes softly at me and my heart immediately feels heavier. I am not built for schemes. I don’t want to hurt her in any way. I know I am bluffing. I won’t really go through with telling her about my relationship with Jeremy. I am just hoping Jeremy thinks I will so he stops from ruining my mar
Slowly, he bends down until his lips are on the shell of my ear and when he speaks, my entire body shivers. “However, make no mistake. No matter the result of that stupid vote today, nothing and nobody would have stopped me from making you my wife.” This time, I do gasp at the sheer possessiveness
Fiona’s POV Micah brings me to a room that is located up a long flight of stairs. It is secluded from the rest of the palace, almost like it is isolated on purpose. He doesn’t let go of my hand even as I am ushered inside the mahogany door and stare at the beige walls of the bedroom. It is beautif
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