로그인She 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 slam of the door rattled the chamber long after Alexander had gone. I sat frozen on the edge of the bed, my hands still trembling from shoving him away. My lips tingled from his bruising kiss, my chest still heaved from the storm of it, and yet the hollow silence that followed was w
Joanne’s POVThe Grand Hall was buzzing as the beauty, Eloise, was presented to the King as if she were nothing more than a bargaining chip. King Francis hadn’t turned her away; instead, he had a room near his quarters prepared for her.Alexander stood beside him, his jaw locked and his eyes followi
Alexander’s POVJoanne’s lips moved expertly against mine; my tongue dipped between her lips, tasting her. My hands roamed her body as I lay her on the bed; her curves were soft as I
Joanne’s POVThe slave quarters were deadly silent; no one dared to breathe, not even me. Mainly because my lungs ached from being kicked in the chest. The ones who had kicked and surrounded me had stepped away from me.In this moment, even the torches seemed to flicker lower, shadows strung back fr







