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
Joanne’s POVThe room went quiet around us, the soft clink of China fading to a hush.Nora smiled at me with slow, deliberate cruelty.Her blue eyes glittered like cut glass. Beside her, Lena’s smirk sharpened.“Tell me, stray. What were you doing in Alexander’s room last night?” Nora asked, her ton
“Whether she can or can’t dance doesn’t matter. She will learn,” he said; he stood from his seat and stood directly in front of me, shielding me from the petrified eyes of the room.I was grateful to him at that moment, and I let out a breath.“Well, she needs to have some skills or she’ll be hopele
Joanne’s POV“Christa…” I whispered, shocked to see one of the only ones from the Long Lake Pack who was semi-kind to me.For a heartbeat, I thought my eyes deceived me. She looked smaller now, shoulders drawn in, her blond hair matted and cropped unevenly, her face pale and sharp. But it was her… t
Alexander’s POV“You can’t keep her, Sire. You know what this will mean.”Jame’s voice grated in my ear, a reminder I neither wanted nor needed.I didn’t look at him.My hands folded behind my back as we walked down the east corridor.“You forget yourself, James. I don’t need your permission.”“She







