LOGINShe 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
I let out a breath, wondering how much I should tell him. But then I decided there was no harm in telling him the truth; at least I didn’t think there was.“My blood heals,” I tell him. “I’m not sure why… but I can heal with my blood. It’s why I’m working in the clinic. But not everybody knows this
Joanne’s POVJeremy Mortane, the 3(rd) prince. I’ve only ever heard stories about him; his wanted posters had been posted everywhere around the kingdom, in every pack, years ago. He was younger than, a lot less sickly looking, but his face was pretty much the same.He looked so much like Alexander
The dim light of the medical clinic came into view, and I let out a breath. Though the relief didn’t last long because I remembered Joanne wasn’t there; she was back in the cottage where I left her. There was nobody at this clinic to help this man, other than me.My chest tightened; I was going to h
Alexander’s POVThe smoke from the burned houses clung to everything—clothes, hair, skin, breath. No matter how many villages I’d walked into after an attack, the smell always hit the same. It was heavy, sour, and final.But this one was different.There were more bodies. More injured. More people a
He didn’t give me enough time to really admire it, though, before he conquered one of my nipples, sucking it hard into his mouth. I whimpered at the sudden sensation that coursed through my body, and I couldn’t help but arch my back. Pleasure pulsed through me as he teased and tasted my breasts with
Alexander’s POVThe storm came down harder than expected. Thick curtains of snow beat against my face as I pushed towards the struggling figure collapsed near the tree line. I could barely see him until I was almost on top of him. His limbs were stiff, his clothes soaked through, and his lips a frig







