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
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