Fiona’s POV
Micah’s gaze sweeps over my disheveled appearance. His eyes track my torn dress, my bare shoulder, and narrow at the scratches marring my skin. A distressed whimper leaves me and my eyes widen with fear and vulnerability as I finally feel the toll of everything crashing down on me.
I feel off balance and my ankle is swollen and throbbing. In this moment, I feel fragile, completely breakable, in his tense arms.
Micah's eyes flash with fury and his jaw clenches with deep-seated rage as he lifts his gaze beyond me.
His chest grumbles as he looks above my head with murder in his eyes.
I tilt slightly and watch as Nathan comes charging into the clearing, his expression twisted with a disgusting kind of hunger, his eyes fixed on me. However, the instant he lays eyes on Micah, h
