Masuk“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
“Who are you?” He asked before she could say a word; his voice was gravely from disuse.“I should be asking you the same question,” she said, her eyes never leaving his.“I asked you first.”She stared at him for a beat longer before she answered, “Joanne.”Jeremy glanced at her clothing; he recogni
Joanne’s POVI stared at the body, my heart practically in my throat.He was lying in the far corner of the library, his face down. The man was thin, almost sickly. It was obvious, not just because he was passed out, that he wasn’t well. I immediately sensed that he had some disease running through
Joanne’s POVIt all happened so fast that I could hardly grasp it. Alexander was in front of me, his eyes dark and wild. Then, the next thing I knew, his lips were on mine, taking away the last of my breath.My heart was slamming painfully against my chest, and everything inside of me screamed to de
“No…” I said softly, clearing my throat as I turned to look at Vivien. “I… uh… congratulations.”The word tasted bitter in my mouth.Vivien blushed again.“Thank you,” she replied warmly, stepping closer. “We’re to be married in a month.”A month.Lucia let out a pleased sigh.“Such a romantic thing
Joanne’s POV“Joanne, don’t—”Rem’s hand brushed my arm, gentle but urgent, trying to steer me away. I hardly felt it. My feet had already carried me forward, pulled by a horrible mix of curiosity and dread. I knew I shouldn’t be listening. I knew I should turn around, pretend I hadn’t heard any of
Joanne’s POVThe first thing I became aware of was the weight of silence.Not the kind that feels peaceful, but the kind that presses down on your chest until every breath feels loud.My eyes blinked open to velvet drapes and a carved ceiling that did not belong to me. I knew from the scent alone th







