LOGIN“Perhaps you shouldn’t be marrying a man you have to keep tabs on,” I said before I could think better of it.Now, both her eyes were open, and she was sitting up, a frown marring her face.“What did you just say to me?”My cheeks were burning; I shouldn’t have said that. No doubt it would get back
Joanne’s POV“Vivien requires a bath; why are you just standing around? Are you seriously that useless?” Gemma asked, placing her hands on her rounded hips as she glared at me.I frowned; I was organizing the medical equipment for Dr. Cane, as he had asked, because he had an upcoming surgery. I was
She raised her brows.“Well… no. I don’t know,” she said, shaking her head. “I suppose I never really thought about it. I just assumed that he went mad. I’m sure everyone else assumed pretty much the same thing. Why are you asking questions about the third prince? We aren’t really supposed to talk a
Joanne’s POV“You shouldn’t be in here,” I told Alexander as I shut the door behind me.I wasn’t ready to speak with him yet, not after everything that had happened today. The memory of him with Vivien in the clinic still weighed heavily on my mind.Alexander stood, his eyes fixed on mine as he took
“I knew it,” Jeremy muttered, letting out a breath. “He got to you, too… didn’t he? Most girls like him… despite him turning them all down. Don’t think you’re any special… he will turn you down too.”My cheeks burned at his comment, and when I didn’t say anything, he cocked his head to the side.“Un
Joanne’s POVThe shack was exactly that: a shack.It had a bed… and that was pretty much it.From Jeremy’s soiled and ripped clothing, I would say it’s been a long time since he’s changed his clothes. And from his stench, I would say it’s been a long time since he’s bathed. Even after the Seer set h
“Rem?” I asked, my voice coming out almost breathy as I fought to catch my breath.“I’m so sorry,” Rem repeated, running his fingers through his soaked hair. “I didn’t mean to startle you. Are you alright?”He reached down, attempting to grab a hold of my hand, and it was at that moment that I reali
“Hi,” I said as I knelt beside the woman. “I’m Joanne… I’m here to help you.”The woman’s eyes opened slightly, and she peeked up at me, a skeptical look on her face.“Y…you’re a woman…” she said, her voice strained as pain consumed her. “And you came with the soldiers?”I nodded.“I can help you,”
Sophie sat in a chair beside her mother, sucking on her thumb. She seemed much more relaxed now that her scrapes were bandaged and a blanket was draped around her shoulders. Not to mention her mother was no longer bleeding out in front of her eyes.I turned back to Mort.“Well, Mort. I’m Joanne. But
Joanne’s POVWerewolves were known for their nudity. During the fall, packs had what they called pack runs. It’s when the entire pack gets together, shifts into their wolf forms, and well, they run. I never had a wolf, so I was never able to participate; though I probably wouldn’t be able to partici







