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
As his eyes meet mine, I imagine a brief flicker of uncertainty. It is almost like he expects me to be afraid of him as he stands looming over Nathan.Maybe, once I would have but now, all I feel as I look at him is safe. Nathan’s blood is on his face and all over his clothes and he still doesn’t sc
Fiona’s POVI stand nervously in front of the door, my fingers tapping a staccato rhythm against my thigh. I try to keep my breath steady, but the anticipation tightens my chest. Queen Mother is due to arrive any minute now, and I can't help but fidget, unsure of what to expect from her.Micah stand
"I'm not..." I begin again, but my words trail off as his expression changes, his eyes flickering to the door. His ears twitch slightly, a sign I've come to recognize as him hearing something I can't. Without warning, he reaches out and flips the light switch, plunging the room into darkness."Micah