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
Alexander’s POVMy father sat at his throne, his eyes studying me for several minutes before a word was spoken. I knew that I shouldn’t be speaking first, even if I was his son. But I was getting increasingly annoyed the longer I had to stay away from Joanne.“What is this about, Father?” I asked, b
I needed to protect the vampire territory from my brother and Joanne from my family. Which meant I was going to have to marry Vivien at least on paper. Marriage doesn’t mean I need to give up Joanne. I could still have her in my bed…I could still keep her in my arms, kiss her pretty pink lips, and
His body fit me so perfectly; it was almost like we were made to be connected like this. To be one with each other.I felt his sharp teeth grazing my shoulder blade, and my body trembled from the sensation.“Drink from me,” I said through a gasp. “It’s okay.”I felt his fangs, sharp and persistent,
“I didn’t see anyone else,” the boy said, narrowing his eyes. “But you really shouldn’t stay here. You need to leave.”He started to turn to leave, but Vivien grew angry at his candid attitude.“And who do you think you are? Telling me what to do?” She called after him, making him pause.“Not somebo






