Fiona’s POV
I glance at the marriage license plate on the kitchen counter, my fingers tracing the elegant cursive script that declares me as Mrs. Micah Lancaster. The reality of it all still feels surreal—me, Fiona, now married to one of the most powerful Lycans in the kingdom. A rush of excitement tingles through me, and my cheeks flush with a mixture of joy and anticipation.
I can't help but recall how Micah protected me during the banquet. The memory warms me from within, like a cozy hearth on a chilly evening.
I happily go about preparing dinner, the clinking of pots and the sizzle of ingredients filling the air. Tonight, I've decided on a simple yet elegant meal—roast chicken with rosemary, accompanied by buttered asparagus and creamy mashed potatoes. Cooking has always been my way
