MasukFiona POV“You look gorgeous,” Mom whispers, tears brimming her eyes. I smile at her through the mirror and look down at my dress.A week of shopping, I still didn’t find my dress, but after one visit to my mother, she had the perfect solution.“You look more beautiful in that dress than I ever coul
My nerves grew as we get closer to the statue, and I notice the food, flowers, money, and many other things laid out at the bottom of the statue. I glance down at the small gift I brought, nervous that it’s not enough.Honestly, I wasn’t sure what to bring. Ethan said it is a gift of thanks and that
Fiona POV“He should be here any minute,” I tell Healer Farah as she preps the ultrasound machine.Ethan is on his way back from the meeting with the Northern Alphas. He told me that with the death of Alpha Thrange, the other Alphas decided that any form of rebellion or resistance was futile. They s
Everyone stills and turns to look at the two Alphas fighting. Or really, they turn in time to see Ethan rip into the man who kidnapped me.“I’ve never seen Ethan so angry,” Aaron mutters, his wide eyes never leaving the bloody scene in front of us. Honestly, I thought the fight would be more difficu
Fiona POVI let myself sink into Ethan’s chest, sobbing as his arms surround me. One hand cradles the back of my neck while the other pulls me closer by my back. That pleasurable, calming tingle from his touch sweeps through my body, giving my body a chance to finally relax.It feels like I can fina
Ethan POV“Is everyone ready?”Tension and adrenaline pump through my veins, making it nearly impossible to stop pacing since I got word from the scouts that they may have found my mate. If they’re right, then she’s with Alpha Thrange of the Whiteclaw Pack.“We’re almost ready,” Alpha Mandra says, g
Fiona “Where did you choose?” I ask Isla as she pulls away from my driveway. After the call with my dad, I’d gone home to sleep off my sadness, but not before Isla demanded that we go out for dinner tonight. I still feel the heavy weight of disappointment and sadness hanging over me at what my f
Ethan Ending the call, I groan. Next week’s Lycan King meeting has been moved to tomorrow morning. As if this week hadn’t already been stressful enough with Fiona being less than fifteen feet away, my wolf howling in my head every five seconds, and the cancellation of the blood shipment to the chi
“I should ask you that,” he mutters, stepping closer. My breath catches when his fingers brush my cheek right beneath my eyes. “You cried.” I nod then shrug, trying to ignore the heartache that sprouts in my chest at his words. I’d done really well forgetting about it while I cooked. “It’s nothi
The unread messages taunt me, telling me he doesn’t need me or think about me. I’m nothing but a sex partner for him, but I don’t want to believe that. There’s something growing between us whether we want it there or not… and I think I like it. “How was your day?” Ryan asks, pressing the lobby but







