Are you ok?I see the question in his eyes. A strange kind of liquid warmth envelopes my heart and I nod my head slightly, leaning into him without meaning to.A throat clears behind us and startled, I step away from Micah. My father looks between us with an indescribable expression and his eyes nar
Fiona’s POVThe owner shoots Jeremy a long-suffering look before turning back to me, hoping the receptionist will deal with him.“Like I was saying, it’s a pleasure to have you here, Fiona. We’ve been eagerly awaiting your visit to discuss your wedding plans.”Jeremy scoffs, louder this time, trying
Micah’s hands clench into fists on the table.“And I am refusing.” He says it plainly as if he wasn’t just shooting down the king’s orders.A heavy silence falls over the table. Queen Alara’s eyes flicker with unease while the king’s face hardens further. The king slams his fist on the table, making
Fiona’s POVI stop right outside his bedroom door.Once again I hear the pained growls of a wolf and I realize with a start that it must be Micah’s wolf.But, it can’t be. Only fated mates can hear each other’s wolves and mine has been dormant since birth!Still, I put aside the puzzling thoughts an
I kiss him back with everything I have, matching his intensity, letting him know without words that I’m here, that I want this too.His teeth graze my lower lip, and I moan softly, the sound swallowed by his mouth. My hands clutch at his shoulders, feeling the play of muscles beneath his shirt. I wa
Fiona’s POVWhen I arrive at work the next day, there's an electric buzz in the air. Everyone's chatting, heads bent close together, voices low but animated. I catch snippets of conversation as I make my way to my desk, feeling curious.“Do you think she’ll really leave?” I hear someone whisper.“Sh
She looks at me for a moment, her expression unreadable. “Fiona,” she repeats, as if testing the name. “I see.”There’s a brief, uncomfortable silence.“I’m looking forward to contributing to the team’s projects,” I add, hoping to make a good impression.Patricia glances at me indifferently.“You’re
Fiona’s POVA few days pass and we all settle into a sort of routine. A routine that mostly comprises of me trying to get Patricia’s nod of approval and her casually dismissing me any chance she gets.I am almost reaching the height of frustration, when, one day Patricia calls for an urgent meeting
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