로그인I 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
As the Queen Mother fusses over us, the King's attention wanders, his eyes scanning the room until they lock onto a newcomer. My heart lurches as I follow his gaze. Rowena's presence is hard to miss, and her ostentatious attire practically screams for attention. Her dress is obnoxiously loud, a gau
Fiona’s POV The moment Micah enters the room, a bottle of the finest bourbon cradled in one arm and a gorgeous bouquet of flowers held in the other, my world seems to shift. He walks in with his usual confidence, something that is in stark contrast to the uncertainty that has plagued me in recent d
A beautiful man stood beside me. His brilliant amber eyes were focused on me as he held an umbrella over my head, shielding me from the relentless downpour. He appeared as confident, and unruly as ever. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone and a strand of wet hair dropped in his eyes. For a
Fiona’s POV I drag in a lungful of cool night air, the joy of running through a crisp fall forest, the grass whipping by me, the scents of the night filling my nose. I howl out my pleasure and hear the answer of my pack in the distance. The musty smell of my mate has me veering off course. Slowing







