LOGINI 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
Fiona’s POV This kiss is unlike any we have shared lately. There is a sweetness to it. It’s tender and affectionate and it hurts as much as I crave it. And, it’s cut too short. Somebody clears their throat, forcing us to break apart. Kieran stands there with a huge smile on his face. Amelia’s ha
The man I love holds my hand. Our daughter chatters happily. Soft music plays in the back. Is this what happiness tastes like? I am too afraid to answer because I am too afraid it will all slip away. Before I know it, we are pulling up in front of my house. He comes around and opens both of our d
Most of all, I just want that damn expression off her face. Even if I put it there. "How dare you?" she whispers, her voice a mix of sadness and wounded pride. "How can you humiliate me like this? You think so little of me?" I shrug, but my attempt to appear indifferent seems fake even to me. "Ac
____________________ Just when I am about to refuse, the door of the booth slams open and Micah walks in. He is wearing the same clothes I saw him in the morning. But unlike how he was at the office, the top buttons of his shirt are undone, his sleeves are rolled up and his disheveled black hair f







