Fiona’s POV Sometimes, your whole world turns upside down when you least expect it. A few hours ago, I thought my life was finally taking a turn for the better. I was happily married to the formidable Lycan Prince of one of the deadliest werewolf kingdoms. I felt loved and respected, starting to b
Fiona’s POVI look around the bedroom as I get out of bed, taking in each piece of furniture and all the memories that come up. Most of them are good. This marriage has been a good one.It might have begun as a contractual arrangement, spanning three years, but for me, it quickly evolved into somet
Fiona’s POVI smooth my hands down my black pencil skirt and stop in front of the mirrored elevator doors.The woman that looks back at me has long dark hair slicked back in a braid, just enough makeup on to enhance her features, and is wearing a classic pencil skirt, pale pink silk blouse and a bla
Fiona’s POV“Hello?” I say, sitting up and turning the bedside light on. “Good, you’re awake. Where are my pajamas?” Micah’s gruff voice slides over my skin, causing goosebumps. Did he just call to ask me that? I shake my head, exasperated. “In the last drawer of your closet.” I reply, slowly. “
Micah’s POV“That meeting could have been an email.” I grumble to myself and look at my watch. I need to look at the dossiers that Colin dropped off on the perfume companies we might want to invest in. Colin is an excellent researcher and he has narrowed it down to the top three competitors. Now I j
Fiona’s POVWhen I come inside the cafe, Rowena is already there. She looks at me with derision clear in her eyes. There is a haughty look on her face that says that I am not deserving of being in her presence. “Thanks for taking the time to meet with me like this, Fiona.” She says, poison dripping
Fiona’s POVI hang up the phone, leaving the cozy café behind me as I stroll through the narrow alley. The alley is empty, the silence only disturbed by the distant hum of city life. I have a feeling of unease, like a shadow looming over my shoulder. Something doesn't feel right.As I turn to walk
Fiona’s POVIn an instant, the atmosphere changes. The kidnappers wrench the phone away from me, cutting the call short with a menacing motion. Their faces contort into threatening glares as they realize we have reached out for help. “Shit, I think we have been exposed!” One of them says, his face
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