Novels by sallylandlady

Fiona’s POV“Father, please,” I tried to beg again. “You can’t seriously expect me to marry Rex. I don’t want this anymore. He’s not—” My voice faltered as I tried to find the words to explain how Rex wasn’t the man they all thought he was. But how could I? I couldn’t tell them the truth, not without sounding insane.My father, Alpha Ambrose, let out a long sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Fiona, we’ve been over this,” he said, his tone exasperated. “You need to work out whatever problems you have with Rex. This is a done deal. The packs are merged. We can’t back out now.”“But I don’t want to marry him!” I insisted, my voice rising. “Father. Please, just listen to me.”“Listen to you?” My father’s voice hardened. “Fiona, you begged me for days—days—to agree to this marriage. Do you remember that? You came to me, crying, telling me how much you loved Rex, how this was the right decision for you and for the pack. And now, suddenly, you’ve changed your mind?”I flinched, guilt gn

Fiona’s POV The first thing I felt when I opened my eyes was confusion. I blinked a few times, staring at the ceiling. My body felt… fine. No pain, no wounds. I could breathe without sharp stabs of agony.I was alive.Panic surged through me as I bolted upright in bed, my heart racing. I frantically patted my body, checking for injuries. But there was nothing—no bruises, no blood. The cliff, Rex, the rogue… it was all gone. I was… perfectly fine.My heart hammered in my chest as I tried to make sense of it. Where was I? What had happened? I looked around and realized I was in my bedroom. My old bedroom. The one I’d left behind months ago.I swallowed hard, my throat dry. This was impossible. I remembered everything so clearly—Rex pushing me off the cliff, the wind whipping around me as I fell, knowing I was about to die.But now I was here, with no wounds, no broken bones. I jumped out of bed, and my heart nearly stopped when I caught sight of the calendar on my desk. It read the dat

Fiona’s POV When I woke up, everything hurt. My head throbbed where that strange man hit me, and my side still burned from where Rex had stabbed me. Groaning, I tried to move, but something felt wrong. I blinked, my vision adjusting to the dim light. I realized I was in a small, unfamiliar hut, that probably belonged to the strange man.And my dress… I looked down and gasped. It was torn, ripped apart by bare hands. My skin felt raw and bruised, and a horrifying thought entered my mind. Was this man planning to abuse me?!Goddess no! Hot tears filled my eyes at the realization. First Rex and Lillian, now this. Why did everyone I trusted hurt me? Why was I always the one left to pick up the pieces?I forced myself to sit up, wincing as pain shot through my side. The man was across the room, his back to me, crouched in front of the fire. He hadn’t noticed I was awake. Good.I had to get out of here.I crawled to my feet as silently as I could, but my heart pounding in my chest. My

Fiona’s POVThey say that your wedding day is supposed to be the happiest day of your life, but mine was very different. Because that was the day my husband decided to murder me.The floor was stinging cold under me as I dragged my bloodied body across the room. My wedding gown, once white and elegant, was now soaked through with my blood, turning it an ugly red color. It was a cruel mockery of the day that was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. My wedding day, the day I had dreamt of all my life had become a nightmare. The stab wound in my side throbbed painfully, but it was not as bad as the pain in my heart as I crawled to my father’s dead body.I needed to get to him. “Dad…” I whispered, my throat raw. I dragged myself closer, to his cold dead body.He was lying there, his eyes closed, as if he were just sleeping. But I knew better. I had watched my own newly wedded husband Rex, brutally stab him to death right in front of me. I could only scream as I watched the light