Micah’s POV I don't know for how long I sit there, clutching Fiona's cold body to my chest. The world around me is a blur, and I feel as if all my emotions have been drained, leaving behind a numb, empty shell. Colin comes and stands before me, his eyes reflecting deep sorrow and understanding. I

Third POV In the humid and suffocating dungeon cells of the Warpaw kingdom, Rowena rages with hysteria. Her once perfectly manicured nails now marred, she slams the cold iron bars, creating a cacophony that echoes through the damp, stone walls. Her screams reverberate, piercing the stillness of the

Fiona’s POV The great hall of Alastair Palace gleams with grandeur as I stand beside Micah, my heart pounding in anticipation of the coronation ceremony. The air is charged with a mixture of reverence and excitement as the wolves of Alastair gather, their eyes fixed on the magnificent throne where

Micah’s POV Colin eyes me critically, a perpetual frown etched on his face as he adjusts my tie for what feels like the hundredth time. "I think you need to fix this," he says, his voice a mix of irritation and concern. I can't help but chuckle, raising an eyebrow at him in amusement. Since when

Fiona’s POV I can barely breathe. Nor do I really want to, as his lips dominantly smother mine. I have but a moment to moan for air before I’m easily plunged back into the depths of my desires. But it’s because I’m desperate to keep his soft smooth lips pressed into mine. They tingle in reaction