Third POVLeah and her childhood friend Rebecca step into the elegant living room of Queen Alara's palace, their footsteps echoing softly against the marble floors.Leah is just about to head over to the Queen’s bedroom, when her eyes catch sight of a familiar shopping bag from her favorite jewelry
Fiona’s POV“How dare you come here and try to seduce someone else’s fiance?!”A woman I have never seen before in my life screams at me. Time almost feels slowed down as I watch her throw the glass of water at me. A gasp leaves my mouth as Micah’s hand wraps around my wrist and he drags me back lig
“Y-yes I am positive! Jeremy bought this for her!” She says with a shaky voice.“Hmmm, that doesn’t seem nice.” He turns to me and lightly chucks me under the chin. “Now, now if my wife here really is courting my brother on the side, what shall be her punishment?”His words make me freeze but when I
Third POVJeremy slips away from the lavish banquet hall, the clinking of glasses and chatter fading behind him as he seeks solace in the quiet of the corridors. His hand trembles as he fumbles for his cigarette pack and lighter, his mind still reeling from the events of the evening.Slumping agains
Hearing his half hearted excuse at the banquet felt untrue to her. So, she had no choice but to follow him out. She had thought she'd just ask him about it outright only to find him engaged with Micah.Now, after listening to the conversation between the two men, her heart feels splintered and a slo
Fiona’s POVI glance at the marriage license plate on the kitchen counter, my fingers tracing the elegant cursive script that declares me as Mrs. Micah Lancaster. The reality of it all still feels surreal—me, Fiona, now married to one of the most powerful Lycans in the kingdom. A rush of excitement
"Okay," I say with a tremor in my voice, "but let me freshen up first. I want to be clean and be my best version for you."I have to force out the words and swallow down the disgust that crawls up my throat. It's sickening, but I know it's the only way to placate him, stroke his ego, and buy myself
Fiona’s POVMicah’s gaze sweeps over my disheveled appearance. His eyes track my torn dress, my bare shoulder, and narrow at the scratches marring my skin. A distressed whimper leaves me and my eyes widen with fear and vulnerability as I finally feel the toll of everything crashing down on me.I fee