LOGIN“Of course not.”“Then yes,” I tell him simply. “I want to help clear your name. No man or woman deserves to be punished for something they didn’t do. Especially one who is only trying to survive.”I thought back to my days in the Long Lake Pack. I had stolen food from them many times to survive. I
Joanne’s POVKay truly came through for me. There were supplies in a bag sitting on my bed when I returned to my chambers. There was food, water, clothes, soap, cloth, and a mini first-aid kit.Once I bathed and changed out of the dirty smock, I shouldered the bag and hurried out of my room. I didn’
“Excuse me,” I said, pulling my arm away from Vivien so I could follow Joanne.“Where are you going?” Vivien asked, following me.“I’ll return in a moment,” I tell her.“You’re going after her?” Vivien accused, her voice trembling. “At our engagement party?”I turned to look at her, my eyes narrowed
Alexander’s POVThis was the last place I wanted to be right now. Vivien hadn’t released my arm for most of the evening. Her nails kept digging into my flesh, imprinting herself on me, and she wouldn’t shut the fuck up.Irritation etched at me, but I forced a smile.This was for appearances. It was
I could hear the light chatter and the orchestrated music before the door was even opened. They were double doors that pushed outward.My breath caught at the sight of the venue. It was gorgeous; I barely recognized it as the ballroom. Decorations hung all over the place, and Vivien’s name was at th
Joanne’s POV“Let me rephrase… anything but that,” I said, pulling away from her.“Oh, come on, Joanne. I’m hurt, and now they are down a servant. I need someone I trust to replace me,” she practically begged.I shook my head.“I plan to be as far away from that party as possible,” I tell her. “I’m
Joanne’s POV“His wife?” I asked, blinking as I stared over at Rem.He nodded, a solemn look on his face as he stared out the window. He was avoiding my eyes, and I wasn’t sure why that bothered me so much.“Rem, what is happening?” I asked, trying to gain his attention. “Where is his wife?”“In the
Joanne’s POV“I’m so sorry; we don’t mean to make things weird,” one of the women said. “I’m Michelle, and this is my sister Stella.”“It’s nice to meet you both,” I told them.Stella gave me a shy smile; she seemed younger than Michelle, but not by much. It’s been a while since I’ve been around oth
I was spiraling, and I was well aware of that.James dipped a cloth into cool water and pressed it gently against my face. I winced, but the cold helped. It soothed the sting almost immediately and brought my head back to the present moment.I knew I would heal quickly; I always did.“That man will
Joanne’s POVEverything happened so fast after Mort slapped me across the face. I felt the sting before I realized what had even happened. I’m not sure when he got there, but suddenly James was standing in front of me, his weapon drawn and anger rolling off him in waves.“That stupid bitch,” Mort hi







