LOGIN“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
Alexander’s POV“You haven’t left your study all day, Sire,” James said as he leaned against the door frame, his eyes following my every move. “Should I be worried?”“I’m not marrying that woman,” I said through my teeth, my eyes never leaving the scrolls in front of me.I was in the middle of resea
Conner glanced at Rem, who gave him a short nod.“What about if we took you to George?” Conner suggested, looking back at me.I raised my brows.“You’d take me back to the barracks?” I asked. “To George?”“If it means that you’ll get looked at by a doctor, then yes,” Rem said, folding his arms acros
Joanne’s POVI press my palm against my stomach, more out of habit than necessity. Nothing felt different physically… at least not really. There was no pain, or bloating… no movement… other than throwing up constantly, there was no sign of me being pregnant.But the results didn’t lie. The results t
That thoughtful look never disappeared or wavered; it only grew more surreal, taking my breath away. I stopped breathing as his lips brushed mine, and the kiss was so powerful that I would have been knocked off my feet if I weren’t already lying down.The kiss was slow, and his tongue only grazed mi







